The dark entrance to the Mangrove forest beckoned him to follow the muddy trail to the inside.
Damned if he had no probe with him to push into the muck and listen for the tink of an old antique bottle or a modern day Mayonnaise jar.......
He went further down the dark trail , he could see the footprints that others had been down that trail .. that came to a muddy cave...
well I'll be... there were a couple of Cell phones in there charging...
They belonged to a couple of his old friends he deduced from........ looking at the contacts list and also there he saw his own name... among'st the others....
Now what good would that do to call his own number he thought to try and locate the owners?
From the dark Mangrove Forrest.
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