The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0495 Early the next morning, at first light, Jessica, Bridget, Veronica, and I were assigned four different boats. For a time, we could keep track of each other, four boats rushing toward the sunrise.

Then I saw the island. It was larger than I thought, circular, with a beach along the outside and dense jungle packed in the center.

The four boats veered off in widening directions, presumably to stop and drop off their candidates at different points on the beach. Soon, we lost sight of each other.

The boat carrying me pulled up toward the beach, and the servant indicated that I should hop out here. So I did, my

feet splashing in the shallow ocean water. As I sloshed my way toward the shore, the boat behind me drifted back and then disappeared the way it had come.

I felt exposed standing there in only a swimsuit. Fortunately, Nicholas with some measure of foresight had included a more conservative one- piece in my wardrobe. It was a navy in color with a modest neckline, and therefore covered most of my torso.

My bare feet, legs, and arms were bound to have some trouble in the thick brush, however.

I crossed my arms and frowned at the path ahead. Nathan had mentioned last night that the camera crews would be discreetly following us, yet no one had

exited the boat with me. Perhaps they thought me so unimportant that I wasn’t worth following.

hope Veronica was considered the same or the next part of our plan would make everything

the

when, as per our plan, I waited in spot while Veronica trudged

around her waist. Curiously, she was carrying a pair of shoes. I noticed then she had

I

me, she held out the

this allowed?” I asked as I accepted

poisonous thing, or who knows what else.” That seemed like sound logic to me, so I accepted the shoes and kicked them on. I didn’t care about the sand in them. It was already a comfort knowing I wouldn't step on

were simply tennis shoes, but it was a hell of

her written instructions from

measure of privacy, though she didn’t seem bothered either way: The instructions were a series of landmarks, natural or otherwise. The first

didn’t have

of where I was initially dropped. We walked to it, and

“What's next?” I asked.

paces due west,” Veronica