WARNING!!! If you have not read part one, I recommend you do so. Otherwise this will be very confusing!!!
I could not sit there and dangle in one of the highest trees, someone was bound to see me. I summoned all of my strength and jumped with nothing but my arms; by some miracle, I had made it. I slammed my food down on the branch blow me and climbed up the tree. When I reached the top I had found the weapons. I didn’t know if this was a trick just to kill me and I didn’t care; I just wanted safety and to go back home. But of course this will never happen because once we leave this “Test” we will be put up with all of the other survivors. “Heaven” is what they call this place, but really it’s just land separated from everything else. The though of never seeing my mom or brother again killed me, but if it meant I could see my father, I will carry on. My father was in this “Test” you see and, well, hopefully survived. If not then this is just a way for me to go stay on land with no one; everyone I know who was in this “Test” is surely dead by now. I can’t imagine the beauty queen of our school staying in here for longer then a day.
Once I finally got back on the ground it had to have been almost midnight. I would have stayed here forever, but someone had to notice something off with this tree, like I did, and climb back up. I grabbed the bag with the weapons in them, and figured this was as good a time as ever. I opened the bag; hoping for some sort of sword or shield, when I saw what was in the bag a look of disappointment crawled up my face. The only thing in the bag was scissors, rope, glue, wire, one tiny little dagger, and a long chain.
What was I supposed to do with this! I get the wire and rope, but why would I need glue? The chain was just going to scream “hey look, here is a person running with something she didn’t come here with, kill her yay!” At least I got a dagger, it’s not a sword but it will do for now.
Shelter is what I am worried about, someone has to be out here looking for an easy target. I looked around for the fist time since I got to the tree. Trees were everywhere, roots were vanquishing the ground with their mighty force, the moss covered the rocks to make them look like an afro. I saw, about five feet away, a ditch. Big enough for a person, this was there on purpose I know it was, it is so perfect. But it was good enough for now, I hopped in and covered some of the leaves on me so I wouldn’t stand out too much. Then I had it, an idea. The glue could be used for many things, but for me it was shelter. I would glue the leaves onto my cloths to make camouflage, it was perfect.
As I slept I made a game plan for tomorrow, but for now all I could do was wait for the break of dawn.