“I’m pretty sure he has lost his mind. All Jonas has been talking about is that he can hear music and see the light, but I don’t hear or see anything. All I know is that I’m cold and hungry. I’m not even sure that we are going to make it out of this place alive.”

“Do you hear that Gabe music I hear music. We’re almost there Gabe. Oh this is great, we’re gunna make it Gabe we’re gunna make it,” said Jonas in an upbeat sing song voice like his father used to use.

“It’s day 46 and Jonas is talking about elephants whatever those are, and war what the heck is war is it good is it bad? I don’t know and I’m not sure he does either. He Keeps on saying ‘BANG BANG’ and ‘I’m hit I’m hit’. Day by day week by week he gets worse and worse. I am pretty sure now that he has completely and totally lost it.”

“He has stopped yelling about war and has now started to yell about love hate and pizza. What the heck is pizza is it food, an animal maybe, was it a person at one time, or even a place?”

“He says he sees unicorns but those have been extinct for a few decades now and I am getting hungrier and hungrier. I think I might almost rather have been released than have come here to die but I’m only 2 years old I don’t have control of where people bring me or what they do to me.”

“Gabe, a spoon, look a spoon Gabe. It’s so SHINY! I want the SHINY!” bellowed Jonas wide eyed as though he were a 5 year old boy.

“He behaved like a small child. Now it was I who was caring for him, like a mother cared for her child. I had gone from two years old mentally to ten years old and in stature too.”

“I hope that we find civilization soon. I don’t think that Jonas can hold on much longer. We both badly need food. I don’t think that eating a few nuts and berries here and there is going to sustain us for much longer.”

“We went down to the edge of the river to quench our thirst, when all of a sudden Jonas squealed “Shiny look Shiny!” and pointed at the water. I then proceeded to tell him that there was nothing there. But he insisted that there was something shiny so we both walked over to the edge of the river and he again said “Shiny I see shiny” as he pointed at the water. I followed his gaze and I saw it to there was in fact some kind of small shiny it object in the water, I reached down and grasped the small metallic item in my hand. It was a fishing hook. Attached to the hook was a long piece of fishing line. Now we can fish all we need is some worms but I can dig for those myself.

When I had caught about 5 worms, I tied the fishing line to a stick making a fishing pole of sorts. Then I put a worm on the hook. Not long after I cast my line a large trout swam up to the writhing worm, he snatched it up, and in doing so the hook proceeded to get lodged in his throat. He was mine. I pulled him out of the water and as soon as he hit the ground he began to thrash about, like a raging bull fresh out of the chute. While I was trying find something to kill the fish with I stumbled on a jagged rock, I fell to the ground scraping my knee. I started to secrete a thick red liquid. I hastily snatched up the jagged rock and began to smash the head of the fish.

Jonas began to cry when he realized my intentions. In hysterics he franticly stole the fish out from under me and said “be free fishy!” and promptly threw it back in to the river, but because I had smashed its head in it just floated there.

I reached in to the river and …