Lieing on the boat at night, I wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will we finally meet this amazing guy named Kurtz? Marlow only talks good about this man, I wonder if he will be as good as he seems. Spending times with the cannibals, pilgrims, and Marlow only shows me how much I love this!

The weather has been pretty bad, which only hurts us. The darkness and fog contrasted and gave me a weird feeling about the island. The way the natives ran around just made me imagine them as wild animals, it gave me a strange feeling and I don’t really feel safe. They have a way of scaring me and completely taking over my fears, and when they play their drums I only think of one thing, war. Their rituals and their screams, to me only demonstrate danger. I’m not sure if they will attack us in this weather, and Marlow seems to think they won’t attack us in this weather either. It gets a little lonely out there, I miss home. We’re traveling in a place of unkown and complete danger, I hope this can only help us. As we traveled on, we stopped at this hut. There, we found a piece of wood that read;”Wood for you. Hurry up. Approach cautiously.” I didn’t know what to think when we ran across this. i keep thinking about it though, something’s not right.

Of course, the natives attack. It was brutal, i freaked. I almost thought about jumping into the river! Good thing I didn’t because we made it out ok, until Marlow discovered one of the helmsman dead. It frightened all of us.