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There is a Light; G096 Start - THREAD CLOSED
Topic Started: Aug 8 2010, 08:46 PM (3,205 Views)
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I am but two years old, and a robot... It is hopeless.
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((G096 Start))

And then, a light turned on.

For the one the terrorists had dubbed G096, it was better than sitting in the dark. Sure, it wasn't the brightest idea she'd ever come up with, since she was no longer hidden in the darkness of the tunnels she'd fled to. She knew this too, but the fear of someone lurking in the dark was simply too much for her to take. Even if they weren't able to see her they wouldn't have any trouble finishing off this helpless little girl.

Katelyn slumped against the rock wall behind her, running the torch beam around the tunnel she was in. This wasn't good. She knew of SOTF, and of what it meant. What it, up until now, had meant for other people. What it now meant, if she was willing to believe where she was, for her. The fear that had been bundled up in Katelyn's chest came up as a choked sob.

She couldn't kill anyone! Who could? They were all friends! Classmates! Who'd even think of something like that? But it'd happened before, hadn't it? That's what happened the other times. Already there could be someone coming to get her. Katelyn wasn't even sure if she could defend herself when the time came.

With that thought her attention returned to her bag. Her hand had brushed against something strange in the bag. She was scared of what she thought it was. Reaching back into the bag she felt her hand close around the handle of a gun. Her fingers fell on the trigger and she started to cry. This was real. They expected her to shoot her friends. In tears, she drew the weapon out of her bag. The weight and shape felt odd; she couldn't imagine why the gun would feel like it did. Confused, she turned her flashlight down to the gun.

"Hehehe."

Despite everything, Katelyn started giggle when she saw the white and red shape of her megaphone. That made everything a lot easier.
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When Katelyn saw movement just out of the circle of light she instinctively flinched. She brought the torch over to face this new threat and simultaneously turned her head away. As she moved her fingers closed reflexively around the trigger of the megaphone. A pop of feedback burst from the device, echoing down the tunnel.

Katelyn let out a small scream at the noise and instantly dropped it, ending the noise in a rough clatter of hard plastic. The noise had hurt her ears somewhat, but it was the shock of it all that had got to her. Trying her hardest not to run off crying, Katelyn lifted the torch to see who had scared her and saw the first relief this horrible game had allowed her. The person approaching her was Marion Summers, a nice, bright girl Katelyn knew from round school. Sure, they weren't close or anything, but Katelyn knew she wasn't a psychopath or anything, wasn't she vegetarian or something? Realising she was shining her torch in Marion's face, Katelyn quickly brought it down to the ground.

"Sorry," she replied, "I guess I got a little startled there..."

Another person stepping into the light produced a similar reaction from Katelyn. Flinching again, she glanced at the newcomer. Aston or Ashlie or something. She'd always seemed a little wrapped up in herself, which Katelyn considered bad enough in normal circumstances, but in the present situation it could be fatal. She hadn't shot them or anything, which was a plus, but Katelyn's greeting stuck in her throat. This girl was making her anxious, and the fact that she was nearly a foot taller than Katelyn wasn't helping things.
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Katelyn wasn't really in a state fit to answer questions. The reality of the situation was still sinking in. She felt she wasn't even as close to being capable of answering their questions as they were themselves. Katelyn didn't know why they were on the island, why out of thousands of schools they were the ones playing this sick game, why such a game even existed! Confronted with these questions she tensed up, struggling against the stress. She couldn't say anything to them! Awkwardly silent, she bent over to retrieve her 'weapon'. Clutching it to her chest Katelyn surveyed the other girls, keeping the torch pointed at the ground.

Lit from below by the reflected light, both girls looked sinister, and Katelyn was aware she must've appeared much the same. She wondered whether her tears were hidden by the shadows cast from her cheeks. Perhaps these girls had been crying too, and she just couldn't see it in this light. They were probably just as scared as she was.

Despite her doubts, Katelyn felt sorry for them. They were all stuck on this island together, scared and confused. They weren't killers; she didn't have to be scared of them. Katelyn let herself relax, and even permitted herself a gentle smile.

"Yeah, I guess it is pretty creepy in here..."
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Katelyn glanced aside for a moment. The idea of going out looking for trouble didn't appeal to her very much, but she had to remind herself that none of her classmate would become killers this easy. Sure, sometimes people didn't get along, but it was a pretty big step between being annoyed by someone, and taking a gun and shooting that person in the face. Just being told to do so doesn't bridge that gap. There weren't going to be any killers stalking the island; Katelyn just had to stop doubting that.

But people could get scared. They could shoot first without realising what they were doing. They could kill friends, and end up wrapped up in this stupid game. Katelyn wanted to hide, to find somewhere they'd never be able to get to her and wait till it was all over, but that was just being emotional. She had to be rational here, not to give in to the fear this game was trying to instil in her. She couldn't hide in the dark, where she couldn't see who was coming, and everyone would surprise her. The other girls had the right plan. At least, Katelyn hoped they were right.

Gathering her resolve, Katelyn gave a firm nod, and, adjusting the strap on her bag, turned to head onwards into the tunnels.

((Katelyn Wescott continued in Ishida Hunting))
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