As Paul took off in the airplane and flew over the Puinave village, he looked very closely for any sign of Tim or Bunny, but saw none. He saw many Puinaves though. They looked so sad, standing with their arms hanging down, watching the plane.

The guerrillas made Paul go to another airstrip, where a guerrilla commander got into the airplane. He was thin, with tousled curly hair.

"Hola!" he greeted Paul in Spanish. "We want you to make one more flight for us before we let you go. Let's go."

"I'm going to pray first," said Paul, and he did. No one said anything.

During the flight the commander announced, "We belong to the FARC. Have you heard of the FARC?"

Actually Paul had heard of the FARC. They had made a peace agreement with the Colombian government. If the government learned that the FARC had taken captives and hijacked a plane, the guerrillas would be in big trouble.

The guerrillas pushed the airplane into the woods. (Click on the picture to go to a larger picture you can print out and color.)

They arrived at a place where the commander told Paul to land on a small airstrip. From the airstrip he made Paul drive the airplane into a small jungle clearing. What a narrow path for an airplane! When Paul had driven the plane as far into the jungle as he could, the guerrillas were still not satisfied. They pushed the airplane on into the woods by hand.

A guerrilla took Paul on a path through the jungle to a well-hidden camp where there were simple shelters -- beds of four boards, thin foam mattresses, and mosquito nets under sheets of black plastic.

Paul's guard pointed out a shelter for Paul. Paul dropped his bag on the ground and sat down on his assigned bed. How he wished this was just a nightmare and that he could wake up! But right now he had important things to take care of. Most important was the airplane key in his pocket!

The guerrillas had taken the key he had used to fly the plane here, but they had no idea that he had this other key, and he needed to hide it before someone found out. Keeping his eyes on the guards, he pushed the key far into the lining of his shoe. No one saw him do it. "Thank you, Lord," he breathed.

As it got dark ...

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