No! Never! Not!
Never ever in my life was I ever going to travel by helicopter with Hatchet. I had learnt my lesson, when we had to jump fifteen feet into the icy cold water, because there wasn’t any helipad close by.
Swimming to the end was another task, because the cold water was stinging. But somehow we managed it.
“Great”, I said standing up, and hugging my frozen arms, “nobody ever mentioned Ziobrey was a forest”.
“It isn’t”, Alph said.
“Then where are we?”
“In a forest inside Ziobrey”.
“And how do we get out?”
“Well”, Alph said, in an ‘as a matter of fact’ tone, “we take the bubble of course”.