Most Dangerous Game by Savana Gibbs

Rainsford falls off boat

savanagibbs — 2024-02-19 19:02:40 UTC

Rainsford was walking on the deck at night and couldn't see. A big wave hit and knocked him in the ocean.

"OFF THERE to the right--somewhere--is a large island," said Whitney." It's rather a mystery–""What island is it?" Rainsford asked."The old charts call it `Ship-Trap Island,"' Whitney replied." A suggestive name, isn't it? Sailors have a curious dread of the place. I don't know why. Some superstition--" "Can't see it," remarked Rainsford, trying to peer through the dank tropical night that was palpable as it pressed its thick warm blackness in upon the yacht.”

Rainsford Reaches Ship-trap Island

savanagibbs — 2024-02-19 19:08:57 UTC

He had been swimming for ever it feels like, when he finally reaches land.

"Ten minutes of determined effort brought another sound to his ears--the most welcome he had ever heard--
the muttering and growling of the sea breaking on a rocky shore. He was almost on the rocks before he saw
them; on a night less calm he would have been shattered against them. With his remaining strength he
dragged himself from the swirling waters. "

Zaroff

savanagibbs — 2024-02-19 19:11:22 UTC

Zaroff finds Rainsford on the beach asleep, and he didn't want to take him there, he wanted to play a little game.

"Some wounded thing--by the evidence, a large animal--had thrashed about in the underbrush; the jungle
weeds were crushed down and the moss was lacerated; one patch of weeds was stained crimson. A small,
glittering object not far away caught Rainsford's eye and he picked it up. It was an empty cartridge"

Rainsford wants to go home

savanagibbs — 2024-02-20 13:47:25 UTC

Rainsford kept begging and asking Zaroff to go leave the island and go home but Zaroff wanted him to stay and go hunting.

""General," said Rainsford firmly, "I wish to leave this island at once."
The general raised his thickets of eyebrows; he seemed hurt. "But, my dear fellow," the general protested,
"you've only just come. You've had no hunting--"
"I wish to go today," said Rainsford. He saw the dead black eyes of the general on him, studying him.
General Zaroff's face suddenly brightened.

He filled Rainsford's glass with venerable Chablis from a dusty bottle.
"Tonight," said the general, "we will hunt--you and I."
Rainsford shook his head. "No, general," he said. "I will not hunt.""

Rainsford kills Zaroff

savanagibbs — 2024-02-20 13:49:49 UTC

They were in the forest playing the Most dangerous game and Rainsford finally had enough.

"The general sucked in his breath and smiled. "I congratulate you," he said. "You have won the game."
Rainsford did not smile. "I am still a beast at bay," he said, in a low, hoarse voice. "Get ready, General
Zaroff."
The general made one of his deepest bows. "I see," he said. "Splendid! One of us is to furnish a repast for the
hounds. The other will sleep in this very excellent bed. On guard, Rainsford." . . .
He had never slept in a better bed, Rainsford decided. "