Audio File #2. Title : Setting Up ( Part 2/? )

( If you wish for context for the story ahead, I'd reccomend checking out Part 1. Just incase you can't find it, or are just lazy I'll give you the link here. Now without further ado, we can get to the story. ) It's been a few days since you saw the first disk, and since then you've been left with questions without answers. You've asked 'round if anypony was aware of an expedition to the northern seas, most said they'd never heard of one. But, other's answers were more vague and unsettling. Such as ' So you bought the box, eh? If you watched the first one there's no going back. ', and ' Fight to not know about the isles, or more specificaly, what lives there. '. Against your better judgement, you dug through the box and brought out the second audio file, and put it in the audio player. Differing from the first one, there was no static, just straight to Silent's voice. " Day : 3 of the expedition. We've set up camp near the shore. Nothing too fancy. Just a small tent per pony, a croc-pot, simple water filtration system, and food storage. Last time I forgot to introduce you to my team. Consisting of two males, Me and Chrome. And two alicorn Mares that go by the names of Jasmine Hallow, and her sister, Poppy Hallow. Both pretty good with herbology and hunting. Wouldn't be able to tell you how many times they saved me and Chrome from food poisoning at this point. But all that aside, we've all noticed that this place works in weird ways. Same goes for the wildlife, I've never seen such weird creatures. Most are reletivly harmless, just mainly small to medium sized birds, and small mamals. While we're on the subject of the wildlife, most seem to avoid certain areas of this island. Specifically, the swamp regions, the amythest ridges, and the obsidian caves. All close to the middle of the island, expept for the arches, they're closer to the shore, other side of the island. Me, Jasmine, and Poppy intend to investigate the areas tomorrow while Chrome remains behind to make sure things stay undercontrol at camp. I'll update more later, for now I gotta go. Crystal crabs don't spear themselves. Over and out. " The audio stopped, and floppy disk slowly slid out the cartrage.