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Just Close Your Eyes; Transitioning into Day 3
Topic Started: Oct 7 2010, 11:38 AM (1,428 Views)
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((Courtney Bradley, continued from Sometimes Sanctuary isn't that Far Away...))

Sure, Courtney was a cross-country runner. Sure, she had stamina. But everyone has their limits and after almost two days of walking, running, hiding and generally just fearing for her life, Courtney had reached them.

Her head was spinning, her feet were killing her. Her body was screaming at her to just give up. But she had to keep moving. They were gonna find her otherwise. Get her. Kill her. She had to... she had to... Courtney kept walking. Couldn't stop. She didn't deserve this. But then, none of them did. What made her so special? Almost three-hundred people were probably in the same situation as her, right now, what made her the exception? She'd let someone die. Why should she be let home? No. He fell. She had nothing to do with it. It wasn't her fault! Courtney yawned. No, couldn't admit she was tired. Just like she couldn't admit she let him die.

Oh God, what was she thinking. She was a mess right now. That was the problem. She was a mess right now and she needed to sleep. What were her parents thinking? They were probably watching right now with their heads in their hands, watching their daughter have a breakdown on public TV. Michael -he'd always hated being called Mike- was probably cheering for her. Or out boozing with his friends. He was like that.

Courtney shivered. It was probably early morning but it was still dark, getting cold really quickly. She threw her bag to the floor, untied the jumper around her waist and put it back on. She'd need the warmth. Freezing to death would suck.

She knelt down and put the bag back over her shoulders. A couple hours... surely a couple of hours of sleep couldn't hurt. She could sleep, clear her head. Then when she woke up, she could think. That'd be grand. Courtney wiped her eyes and looked around. A beach? She used to love the beach. Even back home, though, the beach probably wouldn't have been the best place to sleep under any circumstances, but she didn't have time to be picky. Courtney walked over to some rocks. Maybe if she leant on something people wouldn't see her if they just like, walked past. It seemed like a sound plan for the time being, if a little uncomfortable.

She was cold, she was dirty, she was tired, she was a killer and she was going to die. The sequence just repeated in her head. Over and over. Courtney threw her bag down next to her, propped herself up against a rock and closed her eyes, letting the tears flow down her cheeks as she tried to force herself to sleep.
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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It all came back into focus.

Courtney opened her eyes and found herself greeted by the sun's glare, forcing her to shut them again. She should've found somewhere shady to sleep, not right out in the middle of the beach. Right, lesson learned. She wasn't planning on falling asleep on a rock again any time soon anyway. There had to be a village or something... well, even a mud hut would be a step above a rock on the beach, really. She'd have to look for a village or something later. It'd take her mind off of everything. She'd need something to take her mind off everything. She'd get how she was before, worried that everyone was out to get her. She couldn't let that happen again. Had to keep focused on something.

She was sweating again from the heat. God, it was warm in the day. Courtney took her jumper off and tied it back around her waist before getting to her feet and slung her pack over her shoulders. She walked a couple of tired steps, before she found a shadier spot.

The Announcement sounded. Twenty-One more deaths. Twenty-One more of the year were dead. Shit. Just... Shit. Courtney tried to block it out. But no, she couldn't find a way to cut it off, short of sticking her fingers in her ears and screaming, and she really didn't want to waste the energy. So, instead, she sat back down, cross-legged, and listened to some fat pervert list off the names of her now-dead classmates.

Courtney couldn't express the relief she felt when her name wasn't mentioned on the announcements. Maybe... maybe it wasn't her fault. Maybe she... No, she could think about that later. For now she had to find something to focus on. Courtney got back up to her feet. She was, again, apparently nowhere near any of the Danger Zones, so she wouldn't have that to worry about. What she did, however, was finding a weapon. Three days ago, she wouldn't have considered needing a weapon, like, ever. Funny how that sorta thing works out in the end.
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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((Shit Shit Shit, So sorry for the delay D:))

Courtney continued her search, but came up empty. There wasn't really anything that she could use, if she was honest. There were some things that looked like they'd be useful off in the distance, but Courtney didn't want to risk heading out into the open. Not just yet.

Crying. Nearby, too. Courtney looked around, but couldn't see the source of it. She took a couple of slow steps forwards. Didn't want to go far enough out to make herself a target if the source of it had a weapon, or if anyone else was hidden anywhere.

"Hello?"

Courtney caught a glimpse of someone slumped up against a tree. How long had they been there without her noticing? Had they been there before she got there? Courtney had no real way of knowing, really. She sidestepped, trying to get a look at them from a better angle before they noticed her. Maybe she knew them. Maybe it was someone who wasn't a nutjob like the rest of the people she'd ran into.

She managed to get a look at his face. Courtney was pretty sure it was a he, now. His name was ...Rekka, if she was remembering right. Dating, um, Dawne? Yeah, that was it. Well, dated, if the announcements were right. She was long dead. He really kept to himself, Courtney had never really talked to him face to face. Maybe a quick greeting, but never a conversation. He didn't seem the type, anyway.

Courtney made a slow approach, in an effort not to startle him. He seemed pretty... fragile, to say the least. Mumbling to himself. She got fairly close, still not sure if he had or not, and knelt down.

"Hey?" She asked. "Hey, are you okay?"
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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Courtney opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off. Bursting into tears, Rekka started shouting at her. No. That wasn't supposed to happen. That wasn't supposed to happen at all. He was supposed to be glad she- His voice rose to a scream. She wasn't expecting that, either. This was a bad idea. This was a really bad idea.

Hands raised, Courtney started to slowly back off, whimpering nervous apologies. He wasn't thinking straight. She had to say something clear, concise. Tell him she was on his side and that she'd help him. No. It wasn't worth the effort. He'd just take it the wrong way and try to fight her. She had no intentions of starting a fight with him- She had no intentions of starting a fight with anyone, damn it.

He stood up. Obviously he wasn't getting his point across sitting down.

"I-I!" She shouted back, more out of trying to make herself heard over his voice than out of anger. She wasn't going to show him how very close she was to pissing herself in a hurry. "I... didn't know! I, um, I don't know!"

She trailed off. Shit. Shit. There went her one damn chance to turn it around, turn the argument in her favour. Was this even an argument? No, it was one-sided. Courtney couldn't get a word in either way. Hands still held up, Courtney continued on her slow retreat. She nearly tripped, managing to regain her balance just quickly enough not to make it too much of a problem.

He stopped shouting, and Courtney came to a halt. This was just nuts. Just like that he'd finished. He was done. Show's over, ladies and gentlemen, thanks for coming. Just like that he broke down again, sobbing. Despite his, well, "outburst." Courtney really did still want to help this guy, but he seemed like he'd just refuse again, in his delightfully eloquent way. But, no, he had to go ruin that as well, called her a bitch and then just left.

Courtney turned to leave, only to find herself confronted by a somewhat familiar face, grinning awkwardly. Will? That was it. Great. How long had he been there? Courtney figured she'd ask later.

"H... Hey!" Courtney struggled in her attempt to make the conversation that much less awkward. "So, what's up?"
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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Courtney zoned out for a second.

If Will had said anything she wasn't paying attention. If she was honest, she was pretty much focused on getting off this beach as soon as possible. So she thought of a quick excuse, a quick way to get out of there. She rummaged through her pockets, pulling out her mobile. She probably couldn't get signal, she was sure of that, and even if she could, she'd forgotten to charge the damn thing before she left. But, she figured she could make a half convincing excuse up.

Courtney pulled it out of her pocket and tried to shield the blank screen.

"Sorry Will," She shook her head, sliding the phone back into her trousers. "I gotta rush off, something really big's come up."

Ignoring the fact that she sounded like she was trying to escape a buisness meeting rather than trying to avoid an awkward conversation on an island where she literally probably didn't have a single ally, Courtney didn't think she'd done too badly with that.

There was the small fact of the matter, however, that by that point, Will was long gone.

It took that fact a couple seconds to register, but when it did, Courtney frantically looked around. Where had he gone? He'd obviously just upped and left her out of nowhere. She looked down and noticed the very recent trail of footprints. Will must have gone while she was off in her own little world. Oh God, she was talking to no one and she didn't even notice. She was going nuts. She really had to be. Courtney started walking away, breaking into a slow jog as she got further.

Eventually though, Courtney had to stop. Sand in her shoes, among other reasons. She started standing on one leg. Courtney always found it easier to take her shoes off this way that way. She was kind of odd like that. Pulling her trainer off, she knocked the bottom of it a couple of times before brushing her ankle socks off and sticking it back on, quickly tying her laces before shifting legs and moving onto the other shoe. She removed it and-

beep.

God damn it. No. Not now. Courtney hurriedly put her shoe back on, neglecting to tie the laces. No time for that. She had to move. She had to run. Courtney sprinted as fast as her tired legs could take her.

beep.

beep.

Running the fastest she'd ever ran in her life, Courtney camed to a crashing halt, stepping on her shoelace and tumbling to the floor. The beeping subsided. Her shoe was about five feet away.

Courtney just lay on her back, panting.

((Courtney Bradley, continued in Cool Ranch.))
((Thread is now ooooover))
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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