With the fabricator in hand I ran. Nothing could stop me if there was a Fallen tree I jumped it I shrubs with thorns all throw I ran right through there was nothing that could stop me. I knew if I stopped all the Locals would Chain me up and maybe even burn me up the steak. I came upon a river about 2 miles away from the crash siteI came upon a river about 2 miles away from the crash site. Blood sweat and torn clothes was all that you saw looking more like a zombie than anything else. I couldn't jump in the river It was too deep for me to swim across I could maybe float down but the fabricator would yet wet. I had to run either up Or down stream If I wanted to find a way across. However I could not turn back if I chose a direction then that was the direction I would go until I found a way across. I'm decided to go up instead of down. If I waited a 100 yd up river then They would think that I went downstream with the flow for the blood and sweat that I had left in my trail was like a wounded Elk. Going up the 100 yd was nearly impossible with the fabricator on my head but after Ten minutes I made it. Climbing up the Mountainous forest was hard And I followed the river Till I hit a lake. With my wounds still bleeding from crash trees and shrubbery that clawed at my skin And the hour that it had taken me to get all the way up the river had tired me out. I need ed to rest but there is nowhere to go. My best hope was for a small island in the middle of the lake. That I was too tired to swim. I had to find shelter right now at the top of that river maybe a little bit away. I looked out finding a big rock slab underneath a pine tree A 100' away. I placed the fabricator down Laid on the slab and passed out.