The Most Dangerous Game Alternate Ending

Antonia Bala
Mrs. Humenansky
Advanced English 9
11 November 2016
The Most Dangerous Game: Alternate Ending My alternate ending starts the morning after the apprehensive night that Rainsford was in the jungle. In the story, that morning Rainsford hears the cry of some startled bird that focused him into that direction. He hears something coming the same way he had come. That which was approaching was a man. At this point in the story is where my version of the ending begins. At first Rainsford thought that it might have been General Zaroff coming for him but instead it was his friend, Whitney. “How in the world did you get here?” asked Rainsford. Whitney was shocked when he saw Rainsford squatting up in a tree. “Is that you, Rainsford?” Whitney
It crashed into a bunch of rocks! I don’t even know if anybody from our crew made it, they were all sleeping in the cabins except me. Luckily I wasn’t because I was able to hear the sea break against the rocks so I got on the deck before it crashed. I tried to let the captain know but it was just too late.” Whitney was explaining. Rainsford all of a sudden interrupted him and told him to slow down. He was trying to take it all in. Although he felt horrible for what happened, there is a much bigger problem that needs to be assisted right now. “We’re not the only hunters that are here right now. His name is General Zaroff and he lives here.” Rainsford said. He explains to Whitney how Zaroff is trying to kill him because he is tired of hunting animals so instead he hunts humans. “What in the world is wrong with this sick, crazy madman! What are we going to do now?” Whitney asks terrified. “We are going to do what we do best which is hunt.” They decided to set off into the night with only the knife Rainsford received from General Zaroff and a very little amount of food. Whitney was not able to get anything from the boat so that was all they had.
The trees towered above them like giants which just made them feel even more alone. They kept hearing the howls of Zaroff’s dogs every now and then. Even though the sound came from far away, it still frightened Rainsford every time. Since Zaroff could follow the trail of a mouse, Rainsford and Whitney knew he was going to be upon them soon. They have to think of a way to confuse him. They continued walking through the night that their feet could barely hold them anymore. Whitney still barely had no clue of what kind of situation they were into while Rainsford was on the verge of panic only having a knife to protect him knowing Zaroff would have a gun. The next day when Rainsford awoke he had no idea where he was. He sat up and looked around to see his shirt stained with blood. He didn’t even know whose it was. He knew something was wrong and when he stood up to see Whitney’s dead body laying on the ground he figured out why. He thought back to when he first arrived on the island and saw the weeds stained crimson. “It all makes sense now.” He whispered to himself. He now knew what happened. Rainsford had switched up Zaroff’s game by adding another player and Zaroff was not too happy about it. He knew the only reason he was still alive was just for the sake of the game. Rainsford had a few hours to do