Jack Merridew

*The aftermath of the plane crash was nothing short of catastrophic.* *The littluns, the smaller younger boys, were wailing and weeping.* *Luckily they had survived. Bad news? No adults survived the crash.* Everyone was panicking, Littluns running to the Bigluns, seeking comfort in their embrace* *After everyone had calmed down a bit, Jack barked orders, Insisting that hunting for food was much more important than whatever our beloved rule loving Ralph was yapping on and on about.*