Slowly, the smell of pine needles was supplanted by a scent that I would never forget and would remain on my uvula for days. I leave the hiking trail and walk a little further into the forest. Suddenly I see a clearly stranded ship lying on the edge of the water. I don't understand how that got there, but realize that the smell must have something to do with that. I've never seen anything like that. I look a little further, would anyone else be here? The forest seems suspiciously deserted and quiet, except for the sounds of birds and lots of insects flying around. Who, now that I start to pay attention to it, are present in masses.

I'll climb up the ship to see what exactly might have happened. I immediately become aware of a heavy pressing weight, which pushes the ship to one side. To my shock, I am surrounded by lifeless bodies, all neatly stacked on one side! Where they came from is a big mystery to me. The smell tells me that they have to lie here for a while.

Just when I want to turn around, to leave this murder scene, I hear voices. Two men come here! Much shelter doesn't seem to be there, so there's nothing but covering myself as best as possible with some deceased people who should hide most of my body. When I put the last arm over my face, I hear the men have arrived.

“I think Gerard, “that with the money we can buy a new boat now.” I hear say, “they all paid and it's not like they can still make a lot of amok, though?”

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Ehm... nu wil ik wel weten of jullie het gered hebben.
Ingrid Tips en meer Een vervolg is al een paar keer gevraagd. Ik zal er eens over nadenken. ☺️
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Spannend geschreven hoor! Ik zou graag weten hoe het afloopt, dus een vervolg?
Het doet mij denken aan mensensmokkelaars al heten zij geen Gerard en Mark.
wakeupkitty Waarom zouden Gerard en Mark geen mensensmokkelaars kunnen zijn? (Dat was inderdaad het idee.)
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Heel realistisch, het vraagt om een vervolg...
Hans van Gemert Ja, misschien wel... :-) Dank je!