106. The evil region

It is the umpteenth pool that Donovan swims through with all his gear in his survival bag. Last night he slept in a shallow cave. The sun went down just after he reached a terrain that Boeta hadn’t yet explored. Jonathan went in the opposite direction. Donovan now is far beyond the furthest point Boeta had reached. Last night he heard drums and wondered what it could be. It was as if the drums signal messages. He wasn’t sure whether the sounds came from the gorges or the woods. This morning it seems unreal and he wonders whether he hasn’t dreamt it. Boeta originally visited the many abandoned wildlife farms and gathered precious supplies and carried them back to his cave. This was a great risk with the cannibal’s patrols in the woods and he couldn’t go further than the nearest farms before he hastily had to return. Originally the monsters weren’t well organized and he could dare it but eventually, they began to work together as a swarm. From then on Boeta had a few narrow escapes and