Blackout World Chapter 3

L shot me an annoyed glance, and we set off to collect the trees. Only when we got to some of the smaller trees did we recognize yet another flaw in D’s plan. We hurried back to where we had left D, and found him sitting down on the dirt. He was sketching what could have been plans with a small part of a tree that had broken off from the main part. We assumed that they were the plans for the “boat.”
“Hey!” I called as we caught sight of him. “There’s a problem. How do we get the trees down?”
“Oh, yes. I forgot to tell you, then?”
“Yeah, and stop acting all fancy already!” L retorted.
“All right, all right.” D said defensively.
“Come guys, we have to stay calm. There are lives at stake.” Acting as peacekeeper, I tried to calm the situation down.
“Yeah, I know, but we’re kind of under a lot of pressure, here.”
“Yes, and I apologize to you, L.” D grudgingly answered.
“That’s better, now what about your idea for getting the trees down?” I asked.
“Ah, yes. If they are small enough, you should just be able to as high as you can and pull towards you. You have to stand on the same side, right next to each other, though. It only works for small trees but that should be good enough. Oh, and try not to get hit by the tree as it falls, because that would hurt a lot.”
“Sure thing,” L replied, “but how come you aren’t coming?”
“I almost have these plans worked out. I should be done soon, but I think I should stay here to be sure I have them by the time we have enough wood.”
“Whatever,” L said as he rolled his eyes. He then added quickly, “Just a joke, okay?”
“Of course,” D replied.
“Well, should we be going, then?” I asked L.
“Yeah, lets get started.”
We worked for about 6a, and collected about thirty-five trees. It was hard to knock down the trees and haul them back to D. By the time we were done, D was finished with the plans and had started constructing the raft. It was then that we realized the biggest problem of all. We had no way to fix the trees together, or shape them.
“We have to go back to the crash site and get some cord from the emergency supplies. I am so happy that they had at least some minor preparations for a disaster.”
“That will be very hard. We should probably wait until its dark,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, let’s get ready to go.” L said, uncharacteristically optimistic.
We waited until the sun began to set, then we set out. We were walking away, possibly dooming the world.