The group made arrangements to have their passports waiting for them when they arrived in Chile. After taking several short flights, they arrived in Santiago, at this time a small city of 100,000 people. It had nearly grown quite large, but mineral deposits that were expected to be mined were never found as all prospectors got eaten by various things in the jungle. Many suspect it was a renegade super trying to keep the city from growing.
When the plane arrived, the group met an agent that had been commissioned by the professor to act as a local guide and travel facilitor. After talking with the locals, ("Jake" and "Not Jake"), it was determined that driving was the best way to get there, and that it would take a week's time. The group began to set out in three jeeps provided by the agent.
Along the way, the group ran into a random army patrol that demanded to see the groups papers. Fortunately, the papers were in order. Someone hinted at a bribe, and negotiations commenced. Things almost went well until someone in the patrol offered to buy Marla. This led to a separate discussion about a barrel of Rum. Another of the patrol wanted Gehn's custom rifle which he was unwilling to give up.
Upon hearing that Gehn was an excellent shot, money was wagered. Gehn made all three shots. The patrol was not happy about this, and when one of them started to draw a rifle, all hell broke lose. The group pointed their rifles at the patrol and the patrol pointed their rifles at the group. Mirv slammed the guy who started point his gun at the group with a punch, but failed to get him in a headlock. The sargeant with the patrol managed to get everyone calmed down and the group went on its way.
A few hours later, a titanic and strangely intelligent snake dropped out of the trees and proceeded to try and devour Hanst. The snake's thick hide and dextrous movements proved remarkably resistant to the groups firepower, but its moral slowly faded. The snake managed to get Hanst to fall into unconciousness and started to drag him into the trees. The groups attack attempts became more urgent, but only barely slowed the snake down.
The final straw for the snake was when Mirv whipped out his chainsaw, remarkably starting it with the first pull, and let loose into the snake. Finally the snake had had enough and vanished deep into the jungle. Hanst was a bit bruised but otherwise fine.
The group traveled on.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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