The Wilderness
return to the pre-2020 norm that it dreamt about. For now, more research and DNA samples were needed. The Penans, however, had resolutely returned to their encampment deep in Ulu Baram soon after the lockdown was lifted. And Professor Hisham was determined to track them down. “NO!!!!” Professor Hisham turned to see their guide, Ulet, waving at him from a distance. There was anguish in his voice. As they rushed towards the spot, the team could smell the distinct odour of burnt wood and flesh. Professor Hisham looked with horror at the crumbling straw huts and blackened bodies trapped within. The scorching heat last week had set off a wildfire on the Penans’ huts a day ago, and the torrential shower had put it out. A little too late. “Professor, look!” Upon the wet mud mixed with ash, there were unmistakably several sets of human footprints that were headed west. There were survivors. With renewed urgency Professor Hisham’s team set off in pursuit. Hope was within reach. Hope for the Penans. Hope for the world.
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