John stared out of the round porthole. He peered through and noticed tall, towering swaying acacia tree towards the Bounty. He zoomed down. Captain David screamed, “ the ogres have taken our precious sail and our thrusters!”

He was able to stabilise the ship by grabbing the tiller and brought it down safely. Ben glanced down and,  in the distance, he caught sight of a deer running into, what looked like a forest of doom.

“We could land here!”suggested Ben pointing towards a small clearing in the trees. The crew told Ben and John to find anything useful that would help them bring the Bounty safely down.

It was landed with a bump on a pile of now broken trees.

The boys searched for a med kit, just in case, or an extra sail. It took all day for them to find food.

It was midnight. They were all alone. The crew never came back. But then, in the cabin of the ship,

a locker flew open. It made them all jump. A huge duffel bag dropped out on Ben’s head. “Ow!” Shouted Ben holding his head in agony. The bag was full of food, water and, luckily a sail!

But then, they heard a distant shuffling sound behind them.