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The desolation seemed to swallow him back up for a moment, intruding on his excitement. He broke the spell by getting to work on unpacking his supplies and starting his shelter.
Derrick is out in the wild setting up camp while on a contest to see who survives the longest. Although he’s an ex-Marine, he soon realizes this might prove to be his toughest he’s ever faced.
Finally, he said, “Tomorrow, I begin the hunt for treasure. Treasure will make everything better.” A glimmer of excitement and enthusiasm brought a smile to his face and, with that, he waved goodbye to the camera, said goodnight, and turned it off.
Derrick is a contestant hoping to win a million dollar award by staying the longest in the wild. But his focus is on a treasure box that may contain survival items that can help his experience all the more easy....Or not. Either way he’s about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime.
He looked directly into the camera, close up. “That was crazy, but I look on the bright side. That moose is a lot of meat waiting to feed a hunter like me. I’m gonna work on that tomorrow,” he vowed before turning off the camera and settling back down for the rest of the night. He had to wait for his heartbeat to return to a normal rate and even then the threat of another close call made it difficult to fall asleep.
Wes is a homegrown farmboy who's never been outside of his home state of Mississippi. This trip to Isolation Island makes him wonder if he should've stayed home.
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Tucker kept running, panting out profanities to himself that the camera picked up as they whipped through the woods together. Branches slapped him in the face, scratching him up as he fled, but it didn’t slow him down. Nor did the fact that he had no idea which way he was going anymore. Finally, he dared to slow down enough to check behind him. The forest looked empty and still. With all evidence convincing him he had managed to escape, he came to a stop to catch his breath. His heart kept pounding and his eyes kept searching but, by
A contestant gets more than he bargained for while searching for food, but a million bucks award for who can remain longest is one heck of a motivation.
“After not eating for four days, any meat is going to taste like filet mignon, or so you’d think. But, somehow, mouse still just tastes like crap.” He looked at the charred carcass impaled on the roasting stick, searching for a more palatable bite. “But,” he concluded, tearing the next bite off, “beggars can’t be choosers.” He hoped it was the last mouse he’d ever have to eat.
Derrick realizes when you’re out in the wild and hungry, thousands of miles from civilization, food is a commodity you don’t take for granted.
He looked at the pile and the box it came in with a suddenly perplexed look. “Hm. Now I have to figure out how I’m going to get all this sh...shtuff back to camp,” he said, catching himself before letting out a word that would have needed to be bleeped out.
He looked at the pile and the box it came in with a suddenly perplexed look. “Hm. Now I have to figure out how I’m going to get all this sh...shtuff back to camp,” he said, catching himself before letting out a word that would have needed to be bleeped out.
A contestant makes an important find. The kind which will make things better for him on Isolation Island.... but is it safe from other contestants looking to take advantage of the unsuspecting neighbor?
Leaving the shelter required a lot of prep work. He made sure the fire was at a safe level. He gathered camera equipment to take with him. The equipment he was leaving behind had to be plugged into solar chargers to replenish the batteries. Food had to be secured before leaving it unattended. When Ezra brought the treasure to camp, he had brought it all—even the treasure chest itself. He knew right away it would be perfect for storing food. It could be latched shut but, as an added deterrent, he had smoked the chest, giving it a scent unpleasant to animals. He also covered it with pine
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Ezra learns the importance of keeping food safe from wild animals, but are his attempts to secure food safely in his camp good enough? This book makes the reader feel like we're right there out in the wild testing ourselves.
She checked behind her again. The forest was silent. Not a bird or insect made a peep, adding to the eeriness. The hair on the back of her neck itched as if standing on end. She scratched at the gnawing feeling, her wrinkled eyelids attempting to open wider as she looked around. “I’m going back to camp,” she whispered to the camera. “Somethin’ ain’t right here.”
“Oh, no. No, no, please no. Oh my god,” Zoey stuttered, rushing to the river upon first sight. Four days of rain had been filtering its way through the island, causing the rivers to rise. The water flowed deep and fast, threatening to spill over the outer banks. “It was fine a few hours ago,” Zoey lamented. “I can’t believe how much the water has risen and sped up.”

