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prey had jumped . Then , rounding up his pack of hounds , the general turned around and walked back into the jungle .
Rainsford fell , tumbling through the mist of the waterfall , and with a splash plunged into a body of water . He was completely submerged . After only a few moments , realizing he was still alive , Rainsford emerged above the surface of a murky pond surrounded by underbrush . He swam to the edge of the pool , dragged himself onto land through the mud , and laid down to rest in the dripping undergrowth .
Suddenly , only a few minutes later , another individual came crashing down through the fog from above and into the pond . Startled , Rainsford readied himself to flee , expecting the face of General Zaroff to appear from below the water at any moment .
A face did emerge from the water , but not the one Rainsford anticipated . To his surprise , Whitney , drenched and partially covered in mud , started swimming towards Rainsford .
“ Whitney ! What are you doing here ?” hissed Rainsford , taken aback . Whitney dragged himself out of the water and stood up next to Rainsford , shaking himself off .
“ When I woke up back on the ship about two days ago , I went to meet you for breakfast , but I couldn ’ t find you anywhere ,” Whitney explained . “ I had a gut feeling that you were on this cursed island , Rainsford . I had to convince Captain Nielsen to turn the ship around and sail back for Ship-Trap Island . Took us nearly a whole day to get back . Now , follow me . Quickly .
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