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Topic Started: Sep 26 2010, 02:12 PM (3,229 Views)
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
((Alan Rickhall continued from Bump in the Night))

Alan was confused, confused and embarrassed. He could have sworn that he was nearing some sort of shelter. Instead before him stood a huge vista of murky water. He turned to confront Jimmy.

"Now I warn you Jimmy... This is not where I intended to go at all... I hate to say we're lost but... Well, frankly I'd rather be lost right now then... Well, you know." Alan had calmed down quite a lot as he had been wandering through the island, he laughed off his previous statement nervously and began to survey the mass of swampland all around him. His heart almost stopped when he saw Brock and Luke.

Alan tried to hide as best he could, he didn't want to squat down in the swamp very far but at the same time he didn't want to be spotted, through fear that these people were dangerous. He had been lucky the last few times, but it was only a matter of time before he crossed paths with his maker.

"Jimmy." Alan said in a loud whisper. "There's people over there, in the swamp. Do you think they're dangerous?" Alan wasn't exactly up to cracking point again yet, but his thin smile had vanished.
Edited by Limisios, Oct 2 2010, 03:31 PM.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
"The big guy, that's Brock. He plays football with me. He's ... moody at times, but he's not a bad person, just frustrated sometimes. More than likely, he's friendly."

Alan didn't exactly know whether or not to believe Jimmy on this, but he decided that since Jimmy was in a much better state then he was right now, he would trust his advice. "Well if he's friendly, then perhaps you should go over there are and ask him whether or not he-" Suddenly Alan felt a hard kick in the back as Brock nearly tripped right over him. Alan jumped back closer to Jimmy, instantly cowering in fear. He panicked and started to try and talk his way out of this by saying whatever came out of his head, very quickly.

"Ah, hello! I suppose you're wondering what we're doing here. Well I know that at first glance it looks like we're spying on you but I assure you that we'd never kill you, I don't want to kill anyone really, it's just that we've been wandering around this island for what seems like forever and you see we don't know who's dangerous and who's not." By this time tears were streaming down Alan's eyes as he begged for forgiveness. "But please don't kill us, I just want to go home. I JUST WANT TO-"

"Jimmy?"

At this remark Alan dried his tears with the back of his hand and tried to compose himself. "I think he wants to talk to you, perhaps I should give you some space and keep watch down here." He whispered to Jimmy and pointed to a nearby area of the swamp. "I'll keep low and come back if I see anything."

Alan trembled to his feet and wobbled a few feet away, trying to calm himself down. He knew that if he was ever going to survive, he'd have to keep his cool when confronted like that.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
Alan positioned himself behind a large boulder, hopefully no-one would see him behind here, but then... He also wouldn't be able to see them, how was he supposed to keep lookout if he couldn't see what was coming? Alan would have to use his brain more if he was going to pull his weight on this island. He began to think of Zoey; he didn't want to seem distracted or vulnerable, but a small peek couldn't hurt. He whipped the photo out of his pocket. He began to wonder what she was doing right now. Alan had never watched SOTF on the television so he had no idea how often and how much of it was broadcast. Could she be watching him right now?

Suddenly a loud buzzing sound filled the air and the same intimidating voice was heard all around Alan. Had he really been travelling for an entire day and night already, Alan was amazed that he had gone this long almost completely trouble-free, despite all the trouble he thought he was going to encounter. Alan didn't want to listen to the announcement, it would only make him even more uneasy, but no matter how hard he tried to block out the horrible death list, it was too loud. Alan trembled as the voice rang off name after name.

By the end, Alan pressed his head against the boulder, he turned his head to see that Jimmy and Brock were now talking to someone else; Alan had been so busy thinking of himself that he had missed her completely. He couldn't even hold a lookout position right, if it had been someone else, Jimmy and Brock could be lying dead on the ground by now and it would have been all Alan's fault. Alan shoved his picture back in his pocket regretfully.

Now he had to make a decision, did he go over there and join them? If he did and this new person saw him approaching, she might panic and try to kill him. Perhaps he should hide behind the boulder before she spotted him? But what if she found him, he'd look like a German spy and then she'd kill him. What if he went over there with his hands up, to show that he meant no harm, but then Jimmy will surely think that he was a useless and stupid waste of space that would get him killed.

He had to do something, if he was going to survive on this island, one of the skills he'd have to master would be approaching people. So he took a deep breath and moved towards Jimmy until he was behind him, he tapped him on the back and whispered.

"I'm sorry, I just... I heard the announcement... It's just... All these people... They... And we... Well..." Alan didn't cry, h just sank his head in shame and sat himself miserably into the mud with his head in his hands. Making no noise.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
((Sorry Che, but to avoid inactivity, I'm breaking post order.))

"Alan. Things are looking up. Brock's cool. And his friend is, well, she doesn't seem hostile."

Alan looked up at Jimmy from his muddy position. "What's the use? Sooner or later we're going to encounter someone who's killing everyone in sight. So unless we somehow manage to take out every single murderer on this island and start up some sort of make-shift civilisation; we're pretty much stuffed." Alan thought for a second. "And even if we did somehow manage to domesticate the place it wouldn't work because unless at least one person hits the floor per day, we're all in for it.." Alan's tone was slightly shaky but flat. "You see, the rules are rock solid. This entire game is set up so that you will die, and they want you to know it to. Let's face it Jimmy, we've been wandering around this island for days now, just searching and waiting; but what are we waiting for? Death, that's what. And we all know it; I know it, you know it and they know it." Alan pointed to Brock and the girl who had snuck past his lookout. He hang his head in shame.

Then Alan had a thought, it was a small, insignificant, impossible thought, but nonetheless it was a thought just like every other thought that Alan had had the pleasure of thinking throughout his life. And upon thinking of that thought, Alan did something that he hadn't done properly since he had arrived at the island; he smiled. Slowly, Alan rose from the mud to his feet, still smiling and thinking as this thought shaped and grew in his brain like an apple tree sprouting a single blossom after a season of drought.

"I've just had a thought." Started Alan "We don't want to kill anyone on this island; but there are people who would probably shoot their own best friend if they were put into the situation, but which one of those two do you think that Mr. Danya wants to see? You see Danya isn't looking for a winner, I think that who's going to win is in the back of his mind right now, he wants to see a fight, and by god are those gun-wielding, trigger-happy maniacs giving him one. But what if we were able to find everyone who isn't playing that game, destroy everyone who is, and wait for Danya to pull the plug, if his fight isn't complete, then he hasn't won." Alan took a deep breath in. Alan was actually starting to sound confident in what he was saying.

"Yeah, I know. It's the stupidest plan I've- No, anyone's ever come up with, it's got tons of flaws and it even contradicts itself. But... But Hell, we've got to do something on this island, and personally going around killing everyone in sight sounds a bit... boring to me. And if we fail; then we fail, just like everyone else on this island will, and yeah we'll give Mr. Danya his fight," Alan spat out the words 'Mr. Danya' as if they were a disgusting acid. "We'll be just another herd of faceless high-school students who died while he sat at the end of a monitor and watched. But if by some miracle we succeed, if by some stupid chance we actually get to the point where we all throw down our guns and weapons and wait for the inevitable explosion, then we can die knowing that we died against Danya, not as his killing monkeys, but as men and women who chose it."

Alan finally ended; a tear shed from his eye, not even he was sure if it was a tear of joy, or a tear of regret for the stupidity that had just spilled from his mouth. His smile shrank away a little through nervousness.
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"Sure thing, Dog Moon."
[ *  * ]
Alan wasn't sure what he had said, but he couldn't go back on his long, rambling words now.

"Hold that thought. I ain't discussing a thing more 'till I'm on something like dry land again. We can talk about the plan then, alright?"

"Errr... Yeah, I agree, please lead on, me and Jimmy will be close behind." Alan watched as Brock began to make his way through the swamp, Alan turned to Jimmy just before he started moving himself. "I don't know what I'm thinking right now Jimmy, but I don't feel so scared any more, but if I do somehow manage to pull this off, I'm going to need your help, I know I can trust you. Come on, to cleaner ground."

Alan turned and started to follow Brock out the swamp.

((Alan Rickhall continued in Heartbeat Symphony))
Edited by Limisios, Nov 5 2010, 05:51 PM.
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