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The Cult of ...; Debut of Jimmy Robertson (B028)
Topic Started: Aug 8 2010, 04:38 PM (1,812 Views)
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
((Alan Rickhall debut))

Alan began to open his left eye. His vision was blurred and disorientated. His entire body felt numb. He lay in a patch of dry sand. Alan tried to make out his surroundings from his hazed vision. Unfortunately, he had trouble moving his neck so all he could make out was the sky. He looked at it for a few seconds before closing his eye again.

He had no idea where he was. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep on the bus to some school camping trip he had been forced to go on. he cursed himself in his head, he knew it was a bad idea right from the start. True he didn't expect to suddenly wake up half-concious in a pit full of sand. But he would have certainly considered that danger if he'd have known that it was a possibility. As his vision started to come back to him slowly, he noticed a strange oval-shaped bag lying next to him in the sand. He tried to move his arm. Slowly but surly, Alan's finger grabbed the string of the bag and began to pull it towards him. He decided to use it as a support to pull himself up. He eased himself onto his feet and when he was upright, he slumped down on the shallow edge of the pit.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he noticed the bag that was still in the sand, it wasn't until then that he noticed some sort of writing thin on the front. He still couldn't see very far so he bent down and just grabbed the cloth of the bag. He pulled it closer and started to read the bag. He was horrified when he saw the words. 'ALAN RICKHALL - B024' written on the front. He opened the bag and pulled out a small booklet. He flicked through the pages as his vision began to clear.

'Collars...', 'Danger Zones...', 'Television...', 'Kill or be killed...'! Alan did not like the sound of it one bit. But the one word that confused Alan was written in bold letters in the corner of the cover. Actually it was more of an acronym then an actual word. It seemed so strange to him, yet strangely familiar... Alan was breathing heavily. He still didn't feel like he had the strength to move on his own yet so he just slumped down and looked at his feet and the imprint of himself in the sand...
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
Alan could hear voices; and they sounded familiar. His legs and neck were still quite stiff so he couldn't leave his seat on the edge of sandpit but he needed to attract their attention somehow. For the first time since he woke up, he tried to speak. His throat felt like it had a pound of sand blocked in it. In fact that could be the literal situation. But he didn't think about it. He'd have to move. None of his bones were broken and he was barely hurt. It was just a question of getting up on his own two feet.

Using the bag as a balance, he tried to manoeuvre his feet out of the pit. He started to lift one leg out. But then he lost his balance and fell back into the sandpit with a muffled thump. The dry sand around him sprang up around him creating a cloud of dust around him for a few seconds. Alan gave off a low groan and tried to turn on his back to try again, he figured that if he fell enough times, either someone will find him and give him a hand, or it would loosen his body enough for him to climb out, therefore it was only natural that about five seconds later, Alan was back head first in the sand again. He began to think of what would happen if someone did find him. The words 'Kill or be killed...' flashed in his mind. But surly that wouldn't mean that everyone is already going around killing every helpless student they see laying in a pit, right? He let of another raspy moan as he lifted his head. The sand tasted a lot like his throat.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
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Alan was starting to get annoyed. He was getting bored of falling into the same sand pit over and over again. He wanted to call for help but his throat felt like a desert island. Then he remembered something when he was looking through the bag. It had fallen back into the sand pit through his feeble attempts to get out. So he pulled it towards him and started rummaging through it until he pulled out one of the bottles of water. Something told him that he wouldn't be getting many more supplies; so he slowly took a few sips from one of the bottles and swallowed them. His throat started to loosen and he started to feel his arms and legs properly now.

He struggled to the edge of the pit once again with some effort, managed to successfully get himself and the bag out of the sand pit. He decided to take one last sip of water to celebrate. Unfortunately he was breathing so heavily that he choked and the water spluttered out of his mouth, along with a trace of blood. Alan bent down for a second to catch his breath. It was a few seconds later when he lifted his head again that he spotted them. People! It wasn't his imagination. Looking into the distance he could just about make out the figure of Jimmy Robertson talking to someone else, but he couldn't work out who. Perhaps it was another student who he didn't know. Nonetheless, Alan began to run over there. He was tired and out of breath, but he still ran as fast as his legs could carry him. (Which wasn't particularly fast considering he looked like he could collapse from exhaustion at any minute.)

"Hello?" he shouted out while huffing in and out "Can you hear me?"

Alan wasn't sure if he had caught their attention, but he kept on running towards them, keeping a constant wheezed pace.

I'm over here! I-" At that moment Alan had tripped over a rough bit of grass. He fell back on the ground.

"Damn!" he yelled. By this time he was ever so slightly annoyed.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
With Jimmy's help, Alan managed to be pulled up to sitting upright. After a few seconds he began to talk normally.

"I'm fine, I just..." Alan stopped for a second to look at his surroundings and then stated in his usual calm, formal accent. "I guess I just woke up on the wrong side sand bunker." Alan laughed his own comment off nervously and Jimmy helped Alan get to his feet. "I'm just thankful that it was you I found first. I think we can both agree that in a situation like this, some people won't hesitate to... Well..." Alan started leafing through the booklet that was still in his hand. "I don't like the look of this one bit I'll tell you that at least." Alan looked at Samantha for a few seconds, then at the sword in the grass, the sun reflecting off it's metal blade. Then he looked back at the leaflet and sighed.

"I fear we may not be human by the time this is over..." He was still looking at the booklet but it was obvious he was talking to Jimmy. "S-O-T-F... I can't help but think that I've heard it before, any ideas Jimmy?" he looked up and stared hopefully at Jimmy for an answer.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
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"Sorry to ruin your happy little reunion boys, but we've been making a lot of noise in the middle of a big open space, during a 'game' where everyone is supposed to fucking kill each other." Sam said, "So I'm gonna go, you guys should leave too, but don't follow me, it'd be best if we split up into at least two groups and I don't wanna be in the bigger one."

Alan watched silently as Samantha walked into the distance, he wanted to say something, but he was still confused and didn't want to embarress himself further. He watched as Jimmy turned back to him and started the crushing explanation.

"SOTF. It's short for 'Survival of the Fittest.' It's horrible. This guy, Danya, he takes an entire high school class hostage and forces them to kill each other live on television until there's only one left..."

Everything began flooding back to him. He suddenly remembered where he had heard of SOTF, he had never actually watched but it was impossible for him to have not heard of it somewhere. Alan couldn't listen to most of the rest. Everything was moving too fast. This was being broadcast on television, that ment that all of Alan's family could be watching him, or worse, Zoey could be watching him; she could be watching him right now. Alan saw the glint of a camery attached to a steel pole at the other end of the field behind Jimmy. He subtly fumbled around in his pocket for the photo of him and Zoey. He felt something flat that felt like a piece of photo paper, Alan took his hand out of his pocket without pulling out the photo, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Anyway, this is what they gave me. At least I don't have to actually kill anyone with it. Just whack 'em in the stomach with the handle and subduing them."

Alan suddenly snapped back into reality just as Jimmy finished. Alan felt cheated and abused; feelings of anger and fear welled up inside him. "Oh... Well that figures." Alan said calmly. "I guess that girl was right, we can't stay here for much longer; I don't know about you, but I think that some people wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone in sight."

Alan picked up his bag and began looking for a sensible direction to travel in. "There is one more thing, although I shudder at the thought of it." Alan paused and turned back to Jimmy "Obviously niether of us want to kill anyone, but we need some way to defend ourselves, unfortunatly all we have to do that is that sword." Alan wasn't sure where he was going with this, but he didn't like where he thought he was going with it. "We need to find someone with a decent weapon, I'm not saying we hide behind a blood-thirsty maniac for the next few days, we just need someone who would... Tske out the dangerous people... For the good of everyone else of course." The second Alan said that he regretted it before Jimmy even had time to respond. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just scared. I've never been in this situation before." Alan continued looking around, then had a thought. "Wait, you said that everyone gets a weapon? Then what did I get?" Alan pulled his bag open and pulled out a rusting spoon; Alan's head sank, he shouldn't've got out of the sand bunker this morning.

He also noticed his own map, he unfolded it and studied all the locations. "Well, we have to at least get moving, what do you say we stick together for now Jimmy? We'll have to find a decent way to defend ourselves but we need to look for it. So what do you say?"
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
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"I agree. Pretty much anywhere is good right now. There aren't any danger zones that I've heard of, and there's a pretty low chance of encountering somebody who's playing to win."

Alan clutched his hands together nervously as they quivered in front of his stomach. "You're probably right, I mean... Who's really going to kill us just like that..." Alan said calmly even though deep down he was making a long list of people who would kill mindlessly, given the chance. He was so worried thinking that he almost missed Jimmy walking off into the distance. Alan hurridly picked up any supplies he had dropped and started to run after him, checking his pocket quickly to once again make sure that his photo of Zoey was still there. It was.

"Jimmy... wait up... where are we going exactly? You know, just so I know where we're going if I get lo-" Suddenly Alan tripped and fell back into the grass. He picked himself up to see Jimmy as just a small dot in the distance, he continued to run after him...

((Alan Rickhall continued in Bump in the Night))
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