Here's Chapter 6.
Rob was ready to collapse onto the ground by the time the other three presenters decided it was time to take a rest. The cool morning air had quickly turned into scorching, sticky heat. To make matters worse, they had been hiking for hours and were still showing no signs of progress.
Rob sat down on a large rock next to James. A cool breeze blew through the part of the forest they were in. It was brief and not very strong, but it at least cooled them down a bit.
"Alright, so exactly where the hell are we?" Richard crossed his arms and glared at Jeremy. All of them were hot, tired, and confused, and were beginning to grow irritated with Jeremy.
"I think we're uh... well we've been hiking for nearly four hours, so we've gotta be getting close, right?" Jeremy scratched his head and looked around uncomfortably at the three sets of eyes that were tearing into his flesh.
"How about we, oh, I don't know, look at the map? Because I think we have been here before." James held out a hand as Jeremy searched his bag for the map of the woods. Jeremy was taking a while, and concern arose as Jeremy's rummaging became faster and more frantic. "Jeremy?"
"...James..." Jeremy looked up with a panicked facial expression. It wasn't often that Jeremy was like this so Rob savored the moment. "...okay, I... I've screwed this up..."
"What else is new..." Richard snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Richard, shut up! At least I didn't choose a--" Jeremy's insult was interrupted by James.
"Jeremy, what have you done this time?" James was beginning to grow impatient with the constant bickering, and it showed.
"I... seem to have um... I've misplaced the map."
The troublesome smile on Rob's face was wiped right off. "No way--" Rob shouted and stood up. He was quickly joined by Richard and James.
"This is all because you were so busy acting all high and mighty that you didn't even think about what you were actually supposed to be doing!" Richard shot, "now we've been out hiking for four hours and now god only knows where we are!"
"We're going to be out here for weeks!" James, too, was on the verge of losing his temper.
Jeremy's facial expression alone admitted that the oafish man had, indeed, really screwed up. The man was completely lost for words as his ego entered a world of hurt. Rob almost felt sorry for Jeremy.... almost.
Rob was about to join in on what was about to become a fierce brawl when he noticed something in the dirt a few feet in the distance. He stepped away from the arguing presenters and examined the markings in the dirt, Tire tracks. The markings looked very familiar, and the tires must have been very large. They looked like they could almost definitely belong to a Range Rover.
"Guys, wait..." Rob said, but he couldn't be heard over the shouting presenters. "...everyone! Shut up!!" Even he was surprised by how loud he'd been. He felt a bit proud of himself when he saw the startled expressions on their faces. "I found tire tracks, they might belong to the camera crew."
Jeremy, James, and Richard walked over to Rob and examined the tracks. "Hmm..." Jeremy crouched down and took a closer look at the tracks. "yep, it's a Range Rover, alright!" He stood up proudly, a stupid grin on his face, "we can follow these tire tracks and see where they go! I am a genius!" Jeremy strutted off in the direction that the camera crew must have traveled in.
Rob was about to argue with Jeremy about how he was the one who'd found those tire tracks, but he decided against it when James gave him a look that just said don't bother.
He sighed as he followed close behind Richard and James who were making little attempt to try to keep pace with Jeremy. After all, they had these tire tracks. Now that they had their own pathway straight to the warehouse, what could possibly go wrong?
