This time was going to go better than last, for one thing Ian didn't seem to be dying, he hadn't wanted to be injected at all but he hadn't had a choice. It seemed it had just been the tracking device this time though.

He looked around, the grass was high but he could see over it. There seemed to be more people than last time, and more supplies. A jungle in the distance. He had already decided he was going to try and grab some stuff, after all he doubted he had won any sponsors.

He recognised Wyatt, by the back of his head. He hadn't seen him since they had fought together. The cannon boomed, Ian ran through the grass. He was still watching Wyatt and so he noted the slight hesitation, without knowing what had caused it. It could cost him his life though. "Snap out of it." He shouted across.