He was wandering around the island and there it was, a pack of 8 wolves. Jeff tried running away but they could easily keep up with him. He found the knife in the water because it was floating to shore. He picked it up and started attacking the wolves, after defeating them he was seriously injured but didn't want to be arrested so stuck with the pain. He heard a noise that made him look up, the same noise happened again. It was a rumbling sound. Then he heard burning. It was a volcano. He tried to doggy paddle away but couldn't get very far. Then more wolves started running around the island finding food. Jeff was terrified but just kept paddling away. He started drowning when something touched him, it was soft and fluffy and then it flew to the air. It was an angel. Jeff didn't know why the angel was picking him up and then the angel took him to a inn and totold him to rest there for the night as nobody knew that he killed camp. Jeff ran out the inn and started trying to hide his knife and the blood stains on it. But someone caught him with the blood knife.