The hunters are released.

John was just inside the jungle when the second horn sounded. He looked back as the hunters quickly brought down the small helpless group, claiming their new slaves and subduing the violent ones with their marker's tagging ****. He didn't have time to see what the hunters were doing to the men and women on the ground but their cries and screams echoed after him as he ran faster into the jungle. Eventually, the screams died out as each person was subdued and taken by their new owners back to the resort. John tried to keep from imagining their fate once they got to the owner's room.

He crashed headlong down the trail as he heard the yells and calls of the hunters as they entered the jungle. He spotted a few people cowering in small clumps of bushes or wedged between rocks hoping to escape notice. He knew that these would soon fall to the group following him. At least they may slow the hunters down allowing him a chance to find a better spot.

Most of the hunters moved quickly down the trails while others split off into the brush. John heard the shrieks of surprise and fear as one by one, the men and women hiding in those early spots were taken. It had done as he hoped. The hunters paused for quite a bit as they enjoyed their captives and searched the area for more.