Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

FOURTEENThe SwampApril 2007–August 2007KEITHFor the next few days after Pinchao’s disappearance, the camp was inan uproar. The guards were all tense and the little dirtbag Moster wasbeside himself. The three of us, however, were loving life. None of usknew for sure what Jhon had done or how he’d managed to sneak outof camp without his chains, but we were all rooting for him, no matterwhat his escape meant for us.In the immediate, it meant that May Day 2007, three days after Jhonleft, was going to be moving day. We weren’t sure if our departure wasa result of the escape or if it had been scheduled. We packed all ourgear and were ordered to stand on the volleyball court. Marc, Tom, andI stood there watching as the FARC completely dismantled the camp.It was the same cover-your-tracks behavior that we’d experienced withMilton.“I’ve seen this before,” Tom said.