Day 3

WOOOOOOOOOH! I woke up to the sound of an eerie, ghostly horn. I looked up at the sky. I had slept in. My group decided to go up the mountain to investigate. We walked up the mountain, through dense bush and Jimi lagging behind and complaining he was tired. “Could this get any worse?” I thought to myself. Then I had a stroke of luck; when I turned around, somehow, Jimi had disappeared.
We eventually came to a path. One way going left, one is going right. We took the left path. A few minutes later, we found a wall of rocks. We climbed over them and found a cave entrance. When we got inside it was pitch-black so I took out the torch. We walked further into the cave. We heard another group inside. We came to a fork in the road. Sam chose left because it was lucky for him. Caleb agreed. I also chose left so that was the way we went.
The path was getting damper and damper and the path was slowly going down, down, down. Suddenly we couldn’t hear the other group anymore. Finally we came to a stream. We found an old rickety raft tied to a pole. We got on and it went down into the water. We undid the mooring ropes and floated down the stream. We found a huge pillar in the middle of an under ground lake. Caleb holds on to it while me and Sam climb up. Fear grips me as I slip down into the murky depths.
The water's very dirty and feels disgusting. I swim back to the raft where Caleb and Sam are waiting with a strange cloak. We finally emerge from the cave. We come ashore dragging the raft with us. We put on some dry clothes and shelter under a tree. There’s something creepy about this place. Even though I'm very sleepy, I can't get to sleep. This place is stranger than it looks like.
In the middle of the night and see a strange flashing light. I follow it to a clearing in the nikau palms. I find a glowing staff. I pick it up and there’s a blinding flash of green light and then…darkness.