You woke three hours later

You sat up looking around the bunks. You, DJ, and Cody was the last three guys on your team. DJ would be an easy target to get rid of. Cody was your **** bitch at the moment. You haven't made him do anything yet. But you wonder if today would give you the bullet to shoot.

You look down at the other males on the opposing side. No real leader among them. Only Duncan had the tangibles to complete against you. Owen would be the fat fan favorite. You couldn't help yourself but smile at his stupidity sometimes. Tyler, Harold, and Geoff would be gone quickly. If Trent kept thinking with his dick. He would be off the island soon.

You hop off heading down to the cafeteria wanting Chef nasty food to regain your energy. You wore your gold watch around your neck heading into the lunch area. As you arrive you saw a lone figure sitting with a plate of food.