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  <subtitle>You climb up on the trees. You look outwards and you see nothing but a vast expanse of green canopy, and then in the far off distance you see a little stretch of sand and the turquoise of the sea.

You have a brilliant idea. When you, Zoe and Joe were on other adventures, you used to have a signal. Frantically, you search through your bag. You find your red little whistle. You clasp it tightly in your hand. The signal always meant: &amp;quot;Head for the coast.&amp;quot;

Your foot bumps against something hairy. You nearly screech, only to realize the hairy thing is a harmless coconut.
You split it open with your army knife; While you are eating the white flesh and drinking the refreshing milk, you think of your options.

What are you going to do?

Decide:

*Steal the pirate ship with your companions*

*Head for the coast and hide along the outskirts of the island, where things are safer*

*Row to the pirate ship, bribe the pirates on the ship, and steal it on your own*</subtitle>
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