A wild cry was heard, cutting the air and disturbing the darkness of the night. In the distance, an owl hooted, a bugle called as it searched for other prey. Now, with the peace shattered, the night no longer seemed ominous but downright frightening. Every fight and animal call made Amy's heart race. The humming and buzzing of wings beating in the air, insects buzzing, and mammals treading the ground grew louder as night fell. Four young people, huddled together in a tight circle, were hiding behind a bush. Fear and despair made them twice as afraid. In their eyes, scenes of their fateful and tragic end played out. Sean scolded himself, “Don’t let your imagination run wild.” Mia blinked and pushed away her own negative thoughts. Being the youngest, she tended to keep quiet and dutifully obeyed others. Amy patted Mia on the shoulder, herself unable to quell her fear. They were supposed to have a peaceful vacation in Sarawak. The plan was to hike through the forest and become familiar with the great diversity of flora and fauna. They had originally decided to explore familiar trails and follow in the footsteps of previous experienced hikers. They chose to go for a hike without a guide. If they encountered any difficulty, they could ask nearby hikers for help and consult signs. They each had a map and a compass. Ben, being the eldest (15 years old), carried a cell phone. Alas, their thoughts now wandered to the engraving of their last will and testament on the bark of the trees. Their first mistake was losing track of time and venturing too far into the woods. The second could be attributed to Amy who, out of childish impulsiveness, offered a banana to a monkey. Like the cliché... middle of paper... to call home and were greeted with hoarse voices, tears and worried and loving greetings from their parents. There were also teasing scoldings for their missing bags and scrambled brains. They thanked Martha immensely and praised her in strangled voices. As the Singapore Air Force's military green plane zoomed above the land, the young people smiled at each other. This story had not only strengthened their bond of friendship, but also enriched their experience and increased their awareness of the safety and affection of their family. It was also a story that would make the front pages of Asian newspapers for a few days, increase their popularity at school and a story to brag and exaggerate to their descendants. “I forgot to write down the recipe for sago pudding and clay pot chicken!” Amy exclaimed with a start, in a tone of pure regret...