The Day of The Scorching Sun

North of the Alfalfa Fields, a vast open green field lay, prime with wheat vegetation. Given time, a lady bug could be spotted somewhere.

Gonzo the adventurer often found solace around. There were few clouds, and the sun was furiously present. Gonzo, sitting in a tree’s shade, heard an echo above. He saw a bird pan far away. Bursting into the only cloud, the bird had vanished.

Days later, as Gonzo was walking to his home from his Ornithcopter Operating School, he heard a cry. The cry came from the jungle, and seemed animalistic. With time to kill, Gonzo approached the jungle.

“This stick should come in handy,” thought Gonzo as he picked up a gnarly wooden branch. Without another word, he went into the jungle through one opening nearby.

WHAT DID GONZO FIND IN THE MYSTERIOUS JUNGLE?
To be continued.