Silva, Salv, and Oro finish their picnic as the sun starts to set.

Salv: Looks like we won't be making it out of the woods until morning.

Silva: What if we sprint out of here?

Salv: You're fortunate that your body can handle that. Trust me, you don't want to see me attempt to sprint.

Silva: Fair. Let's at least keep going till the moon rises.

Salv: Alright then.

Silva: So which way can we make it back to the trail?

Salv: Shoot, I do not recall.

Silva: So…. we're lost then.

Salv: Nonsense. We'll just keep going until we spot the trail marks.

Silva: Works for me. I'm sure the path ain't far.

Silva, Oro, and Salv walk aimlessly through the forest straying farther from the trail. They keep walking until they start to notice the fireflies contrasting the night sky.

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Salv: We've walked enough, let us set up camp here.

Silva: Sounds good.

Salv: Silva would you be so kind as to start the fire for us.

Silva: Sure thing, that means we can start cooking dinner!

Salv: Hate to break it to you but we ate everything we had at the picnic.

Silva: Damn, that's tough. Not tryna sleep on an empty stomach.

Salv: Hold your horses for a moment, let me double check my bag lad.

Salv rummages through his giant backpack pulling out all kinds of different gear and strangely painted rocks in hopes of finding an edible diamond in the rough.

Silva: Ya got a lotta stuff in that bag of yours.

Salv: (still looking for food in his bag) Indeed.

Salv suddenly feels something soft. His ginormous hand carefully pulls out a bag with a singular piece of bread left.

Salv: Aha!

Silva: That's it?

Salv: Well, beggars can't be choosers my friend.

Silva: I guess it'll do for now.

Salv rips apart the piece of bread a bit unevenly. He hands Silva the shorter piece.

Silva: Hey! What's the big idea, Salv?

Salv: (acting oblivious) What? Is it moldy or something?

Silva: Nah, I know what you're doing!

Salv: (accusingly) And what is that?

Silva: Don't act stupid to your new squad mate here. You know damn well you gave me the shorter piece.

Salv: (sarcastically) Ah, that… Well. Seeing as I am the bigger man, I need the bigger portions for calorie intake.

Silva: Bullshit. I should be getting the bigger piece 'cause I'm a growing boy!

Salv: Yeah you're eighteen now, think your growth spurts are behind you now.

Silva: (frowns) Yeah, whatever.

As Silva and Salv start to take a bite of their food, a large shadowing figure swoops down from the trees and before long both of them are without the food they spent fighting over.

Silva: Shit! What was that thing?