Try to keep up

Although I realized that whatever happened to Linda was probably something I was not equipped to deal with, since all I had on was my shorts and I had no weapons of any kind, still I felt that the only chance I would have to help her would be if I kept up with her; if I lost her in the jungle, how would I ever find her again?

So I rushed on. Soon, I came to an opening in the foliage. I saw no sign of Linda or her captors(?), but they had to have come this way. As I hurled myself into the clearing, I heard a sudden noise behind me, then stars flashed before my eyes, followed by a sinking darkness.

...

I came to some time later, and as my head cleared, I realized that I had been ambushed. My head ached like the worst hangover I'd ever had. Then I felt bindings around my wrists, and discovered that I was tied to some sort of pole! I was sitting up in a small hut of some sort, with a large pole in the middle of it, and my hands had been placed behind me with my arms around the pole.

I looked around at the one room that appeared to represent the entire structure. It was only about twenty feet in diameter, and roughly a circle. There floor was covered with what appeared to be the skins of various animals. There was only one piece of furniture, and that was a couch or bed of some sort that stood about two feet off the ground, and was likewise covered with more skins. The walls were of what appeared to be mud and straw, and a doorway stood in front of me, with a primitive door of wood covering the opening. Linda was nowhere in sight.