paradise or death~round 3

Dawn another day and people continue with their convictions as supports of their bodies. After what happened that night when we saw that ship falling from the sky, the community has been a little exalted. We had the opportunity to meet other communities, people who had also managed to organize and cooperate with each other. That day I met an interesting guy, @erodedthoughts; He said he knew the reason why all this was happening. Many called him a lunatic, however, I believed in what he said. I told him to tell me everything he knew, he nodded as if relieved that someone wanted to hear what he had to say. He told me a few interesting things, he said he knew what had come on the spaceship, but that it was a secret he would only tell his friends. I suggested that I give him one of my books in return if he told me about it. I accept without thinking much, but not at this moment, then.

It's been two weeks since then, erodethought still does not tell me about who or what was on that ship. I had decided to spend some time in our community. In the afternoon, we went on an excursion in which he decided to participate. The objective was to separate us and collect any kind of useful resources and bring it to the base. It took about two hours since our departure. The trip had been a success except that all had not yet returned. I was considering going out again, @erodedthoughts seemed somewhat exalted, of course he knew something that we did not.

The next day. Without the dangers that the mantle of the night entails, we decided to go and look for our companion. We spotted something in the humid forest floor, traces of an animal, maybe a bear. We decided to follow the tracks at a certain distance parallel to the course of these. In the distance you could hear a cry for help. We are heading quickly towards the sound. We could spot our friend from a distance. And indeed, as the footprints suggested, he was being chased by a bear in the area, one particularly large and apparently more aggressive than the average. You had to act quickly and expertly, otherwise, the beast would end up killing someone, and the tools we had brought were not enough to deal with a bear of such proportions. @erodethoughts offered to be decoy in an improvised and risky plan; he distracted the bear, using the environment to mock and feint, while leading him into a trap that the rest of us were making. The bear approached just as we wanted it. The beast treads on a false floor and the upper half of its body sinks into a mud; we all make an assault on the unison by its blind spot, putting an end to the life of the beast.

Resolved the issue, our rescued partner explained to us how foolish he was to have lost the sense of direction and get lost in the forest, which led him to spend the night outdoors and have that encounter with the bear while looking for something to eat .

I thanked @erodethought for the help he gave my people today, said it was time I gave him that book, he would tell me about it, but the book would only be a loan; I would return it once I have finished it. He said we were friends now, and he had no problem sharing that information with a friend. I answered with a handshake. I shouted something about there being nothing like surviving a bear attack to know who you can count on as a friend.