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Lone Wolfe; G039 start, Open
Topic Started: Aug 13 2016, 05:24 PM (798 Views)
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((G039: Rene Wolfe- Start))

That nap Rene took on the bus was probably the worst one she had taken in years. She didn't feel rested at all, and she had all these weird, fucked-up dreams to boot. Plus, her back was hurting like hell, like she had been sleeping weird for the past few hours. Man, she couldn't wait to get up and start moving around. The trip had better be worth the cost of that fucking horrible nap.

Strangely, Rene didn't wake up in her seat, or even in a waiting room or hotel. She woke up on some dirty-as-hell floor in some weird room with bars on the windows. Shit, where the hell was she? Did she start sleepwalking or something? If so, why didn't anyone stop her? And why did she have this weird itch on her neck? She brought her hand up to her neck to investigate, and was met with the feeling of cool metal as she touched her neck.

The wheels started turning in her head as she realized what was going on.

Oh.

Oh shit.

I guess some of those dreams weren't dreams after all.


Survival of the Fittest. Damn. She had hoped that shit was over and done with by now. But unfortunately, terrorists don't seem to have anything better to do than kidnap random high school kids and use them as the casts of their seriously screwed-up version of reality TV. Seriously, those guys needed a hobby or something. Preferably something that involved a little less murder.

Rene picked herself up off the ground, kneeling for a moment as she stretched. Her back was killing her. Probably the result of having her unconscious self dumped who-knows-where and just left there until she woke up to deal with it herself. Man, if there was a worse way for someone to leave a first impression on her, then Rene hadn't found it yet. Basically, the only upside to her current situation that she could think of was that she wasn't dead. Well, at least not for the time being.

Rene looked around the room, discovering that it was quite possibly the most barren room she had ever seen in her life. There were walls, there was a floor, and there were windows that, to reiterate, had fucking bars on them. The only piece of furniture contained within was an extremely spartan-looking bed right next to her. Not even any blankets, just a frame and a mattress. On top of the bed was...

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

Sitting pristinely atop of the bed, the same bed that Rene had been sleeping next to in a heap on the floor, was a duffel bag.

It was official. Someone involved had a pretty shitty sense of humor.
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Rene grimaced and snatched the duffel bag off the bed, maybe a bit too forcefully. Hey, it was the only way she had to express her anger at the moment, and considering that the bag had been sitting atop a nice, not-completely-terrible bed while she had spent what was likely a few hours on the cold-hard ground, she felt justified in her actions.

She put her hand on the bag's zipper and was about to investigate its contents when she heard a sound coming from the next room. Something like... a yawn? Crap, she wasn't alone here. Now, Rene wasn't exactly what one would call an introvert, but she would have preferred maybe an hour or two to herself before she had to start getting involved with the social structure of crazy murder island. Unfortunately, fate just didn't seem to be a fan of hers today.

Rene wasn't sure what to do, so she froze for a moment. Moving around too much would make noise, which could draw whoever was in the next room over to her room. While it wasn't an absolute certainty that whoever was in the next room was a psychotic killer who was currently in the process of cleaning the fresh muscle tissue out of their machete, that was a possibility that Rene genuinely had to consider, given the circumstances. But on the other hand, just keeping still wouldn't actually help her much either, since in all likelihood, someone would wind up coming around eventually anyway, and the longer she stuck around, the more people would start losing it and going into psycho-killer mode.

In response to the situation she found herself in, Rene gave a loud, annoyed sigh. This was really not what she had signed up for.
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Rene kept listening, hoping that she would be able to hear something else. She thought that she heard a few faint noises, but nothing that stuck out as incredibly alarming as of yet. She slowly took a few steps toward the door, pondering whether or not leaving would be a good idea. Sure, she had unknown company nearby, but she had a feeling that staying in her drab, featureless room for too long would drive her insane, or at the very least make her incredibly bored. Yes, leaving definitely seemed like the best option at the moment.

... Or at least, that's what she was thinking right up until she was right next to the door. That was when she started having second thoughts. Most of these thoughts revolved around her earlier hypothesis that she was sharing the floor with a murderer. But hey, it had only been... okay, Rene actually had no idea how long she had been out, so it could have been anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours since the... should she even call it a game? Well, the point was, this whole mess couldn't have been going on for too long at this point. People can't have been going crazy yet, right? Yeah, there was definitely nothing to worry about. Yet.

Rene turned the knob and slowly, carefully opened the door. This went off without a hitch for the most part, at least until the door squeaked right as it opened enough for Rene to sneak through. She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut in annoyance for a moment, hoping that bit of noise didn't attract too much attention. She leaned out the doorway to see if there was anything of interest down the hall.

Sure enough, there has a big guy standing in the hall. He has holding something that Rene couldn't see clearly, but she assumed was a weapon of some kind.

Well, shit.
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Rene just stood there, staring, not saying a word. The big guy seemed to have the same plan, just staring silently. One advantage of prolonged staring is that it gives a chance to identify someone that one may have passing knowledge of. Thanks to this, she was ale to recognize them as Sam... Sam... well damn, she didn't think she knew his last name. Anyway, he was Sam, and that was good enough for her.

So now that she knew who she was looking at, that was one problem solved. Of course, she still had to deal with the secondary problem of the... what was that, some kind of crossbow? Anyway, she had to make sure that it didn't wind up pointed at her for any reason.

Maybe Rene would have come up with a plan to defuse the tense yet silent situation. However, anything that she may have said next was immediately interrupted by what sounded an awful lot like a door forcefully slamming down the hall. Her gaze immediately snapped away from Sam and directed itself past him, staring down the hall. Rene finally broke the silence, saying something in an attempt to make the situation just a little less awkward.

"Looks like we're not alone here."
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So on the positive side of things, Sam wasn't going to shoot Rene in the face, at least not immediately. Given the circumstances, she was willing to take whatever she could get in terms of good news. Come to think of it, did she even know what her weapon was? No, no she did not. Rene made a mental note to check that out at some point. That was probably important if she wanted to get a leg up on the whole "not dying" thing.

Wait a moment... oh fuck, did she hear mumbling? Apparently Sam heard it too, since he was looking that direction as well. As far as Rene was concerned, there were only two explanations for quiet, unexplained voices in creepy-as-hell buildings. The first was that there was some creepy guy hiding away who is all set to reenact a slasher flick once the unsuspecting teenagers happen upon him. The other possibility, of course, was ghosts. Since Rene had doubts about the supernatural significance of the island, she was leaning more towards the first option.

Since Sam seemed to be of the notion that they should stay the hell away from whoever was sharing he hall with them, Rene took that as evidence that he was thinking pretty much the same thing. She couldn't argue with that. She just gave a nod and a thumbs up accompanied by a response. "Stay away from the creepy voice behind the door. Gotcha. Any other plans for the time being?"
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Rene could tell that she and Sam had one thing in common: Neither of them had a goddamn clue what they were supposed to do. So to recap, she had no plan, nobody she had spoken to had a plan, and there was still the matter of the mysterious third person in the vicinity who may or may not be a serial killer, complete with creepy mask and theme music that announces their arrival. In other words, she had made no progress at all aside from realizing that she should have just faked sick and watched YouTube all day instead of going on the science trip.

From this point came an uncomfortable silence, a time when nobody knows what to say, either due to awkwardness or dumbfoundedness, and just lets the ambient sounds of the area take over. Unfortunately, the ambient sound in the hallway now included a creaking door, and it caught the attention of both teens in the hall.

What happened next was almost indescribable. Someone leaned out of the doorway. Not too weird, at least not until one mentions the fact that they were wearing a freaking Richard Nixon mask. Then, as if they wanted to deliberately make matters worse, they threw up a peace sign. Rene didn't know what to say. Hell, she didn't know what she could say to that.

She gripped the strap of her bag tightly and stared straight at the abberation. Every synapse in her brain was telling her to run, but her feet were too busy trying to get over the shock of whatever the hell was happening at the moment. For now she could only watch as madness stared at her from down the hall.

Damn it, I was only joking when I told myself there might be a serial killer here.
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Thankfully, Nixon pulled off his mask, sparing the world from his horrible plastic visage for the time being. The man behind the mask, Caleb, wasn't exactly someone that Rene was a huge fan of, but it could be worse. At least he had a sense of humor. Plus, he was definitely a better possibility than the serial killer that she had been expecting. However, she was deeply disappointed that he did not announce his presence by stating that he was not a crook.

She crossed her arms and smirked at the new arrival. "So we've got a dick in a Tricky Dick mask. That's a new one." She chuckled at her own joke. "Got lost on the way to the Oval Office?"

Before Rene could continue her impromptu routine, the sound of a bell ringing came through the hallways. Rene looked up and angled her eyes in the direction she was pretty sure she heard the sound coming from. Rene wasn't sure whether it had come from one of her classmates or the terrorists, but whoever it was, it certainly gave her a lot to think about. She looked back at the two guys in the hall and pointed her thumb in the direction she had just been staring.

"So... you guys just heard that, right?"
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Sam and Caleb's reactions immediately assured Rene that a bell had in fact just rang, and she was not experiencing vivid auditory hallucinations. Now that she knew her sanity checked out, her next plan of action involved figuring out just what it was she wanted to do next. Ironic, considering that Caleb had just inquired into that specific topic. Funny how these sorts of things work out sometimes.

For his part, Sam voiced that he was of the opinion that the best course of action for him is to get the hell out of their current location. Rene couldn't disagree. A dirty hallway branching off into a bunch of rooms with barred windows didn't exactly seem like the friendliest of environments, nor was it a place that she imagined herself wanting to stay for any appreciable period of time. She was actually quite happy to hear Sam say that, because now she could say essentially the same thing and not have to worry about any backlash.

"Yeah, I'm thinking that Sam here's got the right idea." Rene said. "And considering that the area's already creepy enough without ominous bells ringing through the halls... yeah..." She made two finger-guns with her hands and pointed them down the hall behind her. "... I think I'm gonna go."

She slowly walked backwards down the hall, still pointing while looking back at Sam and Caleb. It was after a few steps that she realized she probably looked ridiculous, and did a quick mock-salute before turning and walking around the corner normally.

All things considered, I suppose that could've gone worse.

((Rene Wolfe continued elsewhere...))
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