Peter Harkey has a finger in one of the many holes above his neck.
“Oo, sorry, Jeff!” a tiny voice squeaks in the Thailand line. Little Clay peers around from behind Brian’s right calf. “I’m here!” He waves a doll-like hand at Jeff, who nods absently.
“Burnett was terrified those guys would somehow make it onto the show. I knew he had nothing to worry about…”
“It’s so wonderful here!” Gabe raves. “I love it. I love these people!”
“Dude!” Robb exclaims. “I so totally don’t care that I can’t play in your stupid rules-filled game!” He lobs a double-barrelled flip-off in Jeff’s direction and leaves.
“Anyone else want to just quit?” Osten’s torch falls over. “All right then. Let’s continue.”
“Catch your anvil!” he cries. Lex, Amazon Rob, Kathy, and Rudy dive out of the way. Jonny Fairplay, however, doesn’t move. He braces himself for the blow and is instantaneously pile-driven into the ground by the enormous metal object. Only a puff of his blond curly hair is visible at the edge of the huge sandy crater. “Oo, too bad, Fairplay!” Jeff yells. “Survivor didn’t say to catch the anvil. You’re eliminated.”
Only Vee is missing, but nobody really remembers when she dropped out.
“Well, isn’t that ironic?” he says. “Brian can’t get it up. Hit the road, Heidik.