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Sometimes Sanctuary isn't that Far Away...; 6:47 AM - Day 2
Topic Started: Sep 11 2010, 10:29 AM (2,511 Views)
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G108, MARY ANN WARREN: START.

On the morning of the second day, a young girl left the town that had so kindly given her shelter for the night and set out towards the nearby residential area. Mary Ann Warren had successfully completed what would eventually become the first chapter of her demise.

The previous day was easily one of the worst of her short life- and undoubtedly the best she would see on this island. She'd awakened somewhere near the edge of a forest. After some reflection, she looked through her bags, dumping anything she didn't see herself needing here- books, DS, games, makeup, swimsuit. It broke her heart to lose some of these things... but she bit her lip, stuffed all her remaining possessions into one bag, and kept moving. The most inconvenient item she had to keep with her, though- the large, heavy sword she'd found in one of her bags. Before that day, she'd have been ecstatic to get to hold a sword like this- she would pick it up, (try to) swing it around a bit, and put it down before going back to whatever else she had to do. But here, she needed it. No matter how heavy it was, it could- would save her life eventually. That didn't stop the thing from making her journey that much more difficult, unfortunately. The weapon had changed positions countless times along the way- at first, she'd awkwardly strapped it to the back of her pack. But then it kept hitting stuff (not to mention it made her bag so freaking heavy). She considered putting it over her shoulder like she'd seen people do with guns or hobo-packs, before a moment of clarity told her she'd just decapitate herself. Eventually, she'd resorted to just dragging the thing along in the dirt. Sure, it might dull, but she'd still be able to defend herself. Hell, this thing was pretty scary looking. She might not even have to use it, she'd thought optimistically.

She'd spent the day running, hiding- anything to get away from the screams and gunshots the girl occasionally heard in the distance. She'd eventually came across what looked like a village, so the tired girl slipped into the first unlocked house she found for some much-needed rest. Her sleep was inconsistent at best- the girl jumped at every noise, every voice. She cried if she thought too much about her situation and the futility of hiding. But by morning, she had gotten a total of around five hours... maybe. The important part was, she'd succeeded in avoiding death for one day. She left the house at dawn, her head and eyes throbbing with the usual headache after a night full of tears. Suddenly, she heard a crackle. The police? The Army?

"Kids, I have to say that I'm truly impressed with your first day showing!" Oh. Him. Mary Ann dropped her sword and fell to her knees, listening to the evil man relate the previous day's most gruesome events to the helpless senior class. Nineteen dead. The game had claimed nearly twenty people already. Twenty-four divided by nineteen... six over five, approximately. Five students every six hours. Almost once per hour, one of Mary Ann's former classmates died. This guy seemed so... so... excited. So overjoyed. So frightening. A large knot formed in the girl's throat, and her headache worsened. This was real. She wasn't going to get out of here. Even if she did, she wouldn't leave without blood on her hands poisoning her good fortune. No, it wouldn't be worth it to get out of here that way.

So was this the end?

Mary Ann gazed at the sword lying apathetically beside her. It really is pointless to stay here... She could slit her throat, or her wrists. She could find someone with a gun. She had a belt in her bag. There was water right there if she wanted to...

No. Not yet. There has to be some hope. It's only the first day. No, the second day. She wasn't giving up now. Not here. Not yet. Mary Ann picked up her sword again and kept moving. Maybe if she went to the docks there would be a boat. Or- Oh, great. Two young men were sitting on a bench about ten yards away. Mary Ann immediately hid behind the nearest wall. She wouldn't be able to continue towards the docks without them spotting her. She couldn't recognize them because their backs were turned, but the announcement had conveyed one thing- killing was on everyone's minds here. But then again, she'd definitely gotten lucky yesterday. Other days would be different. She couldn't avoid people forever. Maybe one of these guys could help. They could look out for each other.

Or they could stab her in the back with the sword that dragged silently behind her. She could wait and watch, see if they were friendly towards one another... but what if they weren't? Then what? I'll figure it out when it happens. Until then, the girl hung back, watching, waiting for a sign.

Please give me a sign.
Edited by Ella, Sep 16 2010, 08:59 PM.
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((Actually, I was waiting for you that whole time. If you look at the post order, you can clearly see that I go after you >__> ))

Mary Ann continued to watch the boys, anticipating a camaraderie that seemed less likely with every second. First, one of them pointed... shit, was that a gun?... at the other young man. The receiving end did not take the threat well, and immediately tried to prove his innocence. Mary Ann sighed. It looked like she'd have to move on a-

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

A small girl ran past, quickly approaching the boys. Though she felt mostly grateful that the girl hadn't seen her, Mary Ann couldn't help but marvel at the girl's willingness to come to the other boy's rescue. She decided that the two must've known ea- Oh no. Oh no no no no no.

The first boy had fallen over the edge of the water.

Mary Ann stood, frozen behind her post. She couldn't see what was going on, but one thing seemed for sure- he wasn't coming up. Surely, that girl would've tried to save him just as she had not even minutes ago. How long had he been down there? One Mississippi, two Mississippi... Wait, it's been more than that. Twelve Mississippi, thirteen Mississippi. Why aren't they doing anything?! Mary Ann kept watching, but no matter what, the boy never came up.

He was dead. Mary Ann would learn his name tomorrow morning.

Many thoughts came to Mary Ann at that moment, but only one made it past her brain and into her body. Run.

And so, Mary Ann picked up her sword and ran as fast as she could with it dragging behind her. It was the second day of her demise, and she was not going to spend it here.

Mary Ann Warren: Continued elsewhere
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