At the site, one lone survivor sat with his back against a tree, chewing
on a bone.

As he tossed the bone onto a huge pile of there bones, he
noticed the rescue team.

"Thank God", he cried out in relief. "I am
saved!"

The rescue team did not move, as they were in shock, seeing the
pile of human bones beside this lone survivor.

Obviously he had eaten
his comrades.

The Survivor saw the horror in their faces and hung his
own head in shame.

"You can't judge me for this," he insisted. "I had to
survive. Is it so wrong to want to live?"

The leader of the rescue
team stepped forward, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I won't judge you
for doing what was necessary to survive, but my God man, your plane only
went down yesterday!"