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Topic Started: Aug 13 2016, 05:40 PM (1,459 Views)
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((B040 JONATHAN GULLEY: V6 START))

Jonathan's eyes opened, but he saw nothing. What the hell? Why was everything dark? He lurched up and looked around. Nothing... Was he dead? Was this hell?

He sat up and rubbed his eyes. His hands moved from his face and patted downwards. He could feel himself, he breathed in. Yep, felt everything. Why was it so dark? Did he hit his head, was he blind? His fingers reached up and rubbed his eyelids. No pain. His eyes were still there. He got up and walked around, arms outstretched. Moving around, he felt concrete walls. As he felt around, he had bumped into the sink. Stepping back he almost tripped over the bed.

Sitting up, he rubbed his hip. Well, this sucks. At least he knew where he was at. Some sort of prison maybe? Should probably get out of here.

Feeling around the walls, he felt something rusty and metal. Freedom incoming! Jonathan fingered around the door, before finding the opening to it. He'd wrap his fingers around the door an- a faint light! He wasn't blind! Yes!

Reflexively Jonathan hit the door, cheering. They were cut short when he reeled back and rubbed his hand. Damn, that hurt. Shaking his hand, he wrapped his fingers around the opening.

Pushing with all his might, light flowed into the room, he could now see the bed, and the small black bag next to it. He turned his head back to the bag, he'll open it in a moment.

"Come on." Jon gritted his teeth as he continued to push on the door. It stopped. Jon pushed again. No budging.


Oh shit...







''ANYBODY THERE?!" Jonathan pressed on the door, trying to get out, trying to fit through, trying anything. Oh god he was trapped in this prison he was going to die here, oh god it's dark, let me out, I want out, God please no! "HEY!" "HEEEY!"

There was nobody there. One last time, please. Please let this work.

"I NEED SOME HELP HERE!"
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A voice called back. A voice called back!

"Y-Yeah! Door's stuck!"

There was help, he was getting out of here!

"I think it's rusted shut!"

Jonathan sighed in relief. Once he got out he could- wait, but this wasn't just trapped in a room. He was in SOTF. Oh god... Jonathan shook his head. Not now. The task at hand was getting out of this Edgar Allen Poe trap.

"Listen man, if you're coming to help me, I don't know how to repay you, but help is very, VERY appreciated!" Jonathan hoped that didn't come off as rude or condescending. He'd really hope someone would help him out right now.

"I-I think I can get out if someone gives me a hand!"
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((Sorry for posting out of order, Kind of jumped the gun a bit there.))

"Oh my God, thank you!" Help came, and it seemed like more was coming. "I'm pretty sure it's the rust, yeah!" He turned, and looked through the room.

He almost forgot his bag. He'd be as good as he was outside as he was in here if he didn't bring that along with him.

"I don't know how they got me in here, but, there's gotta be a way out since they did!" After all, the door couldn't have rusted over night, right? Still, this is way too scary to start off. If nobody came, he'd be...

Jonathan shuddered as he put his hands on the door again.

"All right, give me the signal to push!"
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Jonathan pushed on the gate, but it wasn't budging. Oh God no, please no, don't be stuck please no.

Creak.

No way.

Creeeaaaak.

It was working. IT WAS ACTUALLY WORKING, YES! FUCK YES!

Jonathan placed his feet along the wall behind him, using it as leverage as he continued to shove the gate. The gate slowly slid open, before a jolt sent Jonathan flailing to the ground.

WHAM!

Jonathan sat up to his knees and looked towards the doorway. He had rubbed his head for a moment as he saw his rescuers. There were at least two at the door, along with more footsteps coming from the hallway. He could hear clearly, now that the metal door wasn't blocking him anymore. Barry Banks and Tina Luz were already there, he didn't get the chance to see who the others were just yet. For right now, he free and he was thankful. Very, very, thankful.

"That... wasn't fun."
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Jonathan looked at his rescuers for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Oh, hey Barry."

Jonathan got up and grabbed his bag. Turning back to his rescuers, he thought about how much he owed them. He'd have been screwed with a capital ess.

Jonathan cringed mentally at the thought of being trapped in that room any longer, he wanted to get out as soon as he can. He really didn't want to think about what would've happened if nobody came. He walked forward, unzipping his bag. He made a mental note that if he survived this, he would never, ever get himself arrested. Prisons are fucking scary.

Upon walking outside, he saw two others, Scarlet and 'Beaks'? He remembered him from the party. The good thing was if everyone stuck together, they'd have a good group going on.

His thoughts went back to his rescuers. "Oh, uhh." Jonathan rustled through his bag for a moment. "I owe you guys, big time, whatever my weapon is, you can have it!" Jonathan nervously laughed as he reached through his bag.

His smile quickly turned into a frown once he realized just what his weapon was. A tape recorder? Well... That'll be fucking useless. He put the tape recorder back, and fished out four of his ration bars. He hoped Tina and Barry would be okay with this. It kind of sucked he didn't have anything better to give them.

"These will probably be more help than a tape recorder..."
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Barry didn't accept his gift, so he held out his hand to Tina, but she seemed preoccupied by something else, like she was in a trance. Aiden spoke up about this whole thing being faked. As much a Jonathan wished it were true, he, and the others, knew it was not faked at all. Nobody would go through the trouble so cruel, not even the most morally bankrupt reality show kick starters would dream of doing this. Not with SOTF existing and all, no the only people morally bankrupt enough to put anyone in a scenario even remotely close to this, were the people who made SOTF themselves.

"Yeah, no way this is faked. No prank goes this far, not even shows like Scare Tactics."

Jonathan felt sorry for Aiden. He knew Aiden was just acting like he didn't know. He wished he had the same feelings about this, but he just couldn't deny it. He couldn't lie to himself like that. There were 100 kids on the island, and if no successful escapes were made, only one could leave. The key word was could. The one would have to kill someone to be allowed to go home, along with the fact that if they were hurt bad enough in the end, there would be a chance it was all for nothing.

"We're screwed..."

Jonathan could feel his eyes welling up, a one out of one hundred chance. He'd never play the guitar again. He'd never see his family again. He'd never amount to anything outside of another statistic. This was it. This was the rest of his life, and he didn't even get to spend it with the one he loved.

No.

No, no, no. If this was the rest of his life, he was going to do it his way. He may not be able to see his family again, and he may never see his guitar again, but he will do something about it. He'd amount to something, and he'd find Michael, he'd spend his last days with him. He knew he was too dumb to make an escape attempt, but he was also too dumb to give up either. He might not escape, but he will be remembered. He didn't know what for, but he wasn't going to go out like he never made it out of that room.

It was selfish of him though. He couldn't get out of an old prison cell himself, how would he do anything else on his own?

He was going to need help if he wanted to make it.

"Actually, no, I-I think, we- you, uhh.."

He rubbed his eyes, hoping it wasn't obvious that he started to tear up. They all had something in common, maybe they could work with it? They had to right? Besides, he owed them for saving him.

"Think we should all group up? We'll all last longer if we stay together than if we split up."

The words blurred together too fast, he hoped he didn't slur too much, but he had to say it. He might not be that bright, but he was smart enough to know one thing, they would be screwed if they didn't stick together.
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Aiden still didn't believe them. He had to see for himself if this was true or not. Maybe he was right? If this all was a prank, it was not funny. Not in the least bit. But if he were right, then everyone would be outside, maybe at a last day of school party or something? Maybe this was a police exercise to show what happened if your class was chosen by the SOTF terrorists? It could be a new type of fire drill. Yeah...

Except Jonathan knew that wouldn't be the case. There was the fact that if someone had done this as a prank, they'd be risking getting sued. There were no contracts to sign, No safety protocols, nothing. Who ever did this would face a class action law suit that'd bankrupt anyone.

This was real, and knowing the people in his class, their futures weren't too bright. Aiden and Scarlet were leaving the place on their own. They were all signing their death warrant by splitting up. Jonathan couldn't let that happen.

Jonathan turned to Barry, the only one who seemed to agree with him.

"We should go after them, right?"
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And just like that, they were gone. After all of that, they were gone. Jonathan wanted to go after them. He wanted to tell them to stay. Barry wanted to stay here, figure things out. There's nothing here. It's an asylum, a prison, a tomb. There was nothing here but darkness, more darkness, and even more damn darkness. They couldn't just wait here to die!

"But what about them? We can't just let them get theirselves killed!"

Calm down Jonathan. Barry saved you. Barry and Tina. You owe them. Barry was right. It sucked, but they didn't know what was out there at all. They don't even know what's in here, or how big this place is.

Jonathan apologized, he had to calm down, he can't start snapping at people this early, let alone the people who helped him out.

"I'm sorry, I just- I don't think we should be splitting up like this."

They needed to do something, anything. But what could they do? At this point, Jonathan realized just how lost he was.

Jonathan wanted to help everyone he could, he wanted to find his friends, he wanted... He wanted to live, but he had no idea how. He had no idea how to find anyone, had no idea how to help anyone, had no idea how to escape. He couldn't even get out of where he woke up in.

No, don't lose hope, don't give up. Listen to Barry, and just try to reason out something, a plan, anything.

"What's the plan, w-what should we do?"

They had to do something. There was no point pacing in circles waiting for the inevitable. That same inevitable would only be inevitable if they do nothing.
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"Yeah, better to find out what's going on before running out there..." Jonathan didn't like this one bit, for all he knew, everyone was in the asylum, and the kid with the biggest weapon was outside waiting to gun them all down one by one. So it was best to find out what everyone here had first, just to be prepared.

"Well, all I have is a tape recorder, don't think I can record bullets for us, ehheh." Some nervous laughter followed by a joke worse than one of Darius'. Nice one Jon. Actually, Jonathan was hoping Darius was okay, though he wouldn't have doubted it if he had already gotten himself into something. He shouldn't think like that though. Nobody was dead until the announcements hit right?

Jonathan continued to look through the contents of his bag. Energy bars, crackers, bread, bottled water, first aid kit, map, survival guide. Wait, survival guide? Jonathan opened the booklet, reading through the pages. Maybe he'd find some tips on how to purify water or build a shelter...

Nope.

Even Jonathan knew this book was practically useless. Just skimming through it, he saw it for what it was, an ego stroke. Scoffing, he casually tossed the book aside as he pulled out the map. This island was a lot bigger than he thought. If he were to find his friends, he'd have to get right to work.

"I think we just need to find everyone we can."
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Jonathan's jaw dropped when he saw Barry's MAC-10. Should he be jealous that he didn't get such a good gun, or grateful that his savior has possibly the best weapon on the island. A friggen MAC-10?!! That's awesome, but at the same time kind of scary. Jonathan hoped he wouldn't see it get used. He shouldn't get hyped up over seeing a weapon like that. Jonathan looked at the floor for a moment mentally disgusted in himself.

"Um, wow. That's... That's a gun." Yeah Jon, no shit. "Well, at least we-" Something distant reached his ears. "Hey, you hear that?" Jonathan paused as the group went quiet. Was that a bell? Jonathan awaited if the noise would return. Once he heard it again, he pulled out his map. Yeah, it was a bell alright. And it was right by them. That meant there were people there. Why was it so faint for how close it is though? Maybe it was where they were at? They were in one of the darkest corners of the building after all.

"That was coming from the bell tower, you think we should check it out?" Maybe Michael was there. Hell, maybe all of them were there. Maybe they could plan some sort of escape with everyone there. If they could avoid killing each other by then, they could get off this island alive. The Terrorists would lose. That'd, well, that would be great. It was wishful thinking, admittedly, but it was better than losing hope immediately.
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"Yeah I think we should go." The bell was a good sign. It meant people wouldn't be ready to kill each other just yet. "Worst case scenario nobody else comes." The real worse case scenario was that it would be a trap; but Jonathan did not want to think of it that way. Even then, while it was a very real chance, there was also a very real chance their group was better armed, and maybe Barry could diffuse the situation.

Then, there were the best case scenarios. Everyone would be waiting outside for a plan of some sort. They could keep violence down, hell, they could remove it. They could plan an escape, or worse comes to worse... Danya said if nobody died, they'd all die. Maybe... Maybe that'd be for the best? They would still die, but they'd be the victors. They'd prove the terrorists wrong. All that money, all of that planning, it'd all be for naught. They'd die, but they would die spitting in the face of the terrorists.

There was also the fact that they could escape. They plan something out, turn off the collars. Some of them would die, but most could live. They could get off the island, maybe get the army to help. Maybe they could put an end to it once and for all. They could still live or die, and this was all hopeful thinking, but it was possible.

Then there would be the middle ground, the most realistic option. Not many people there. Just enough looking for refuge or a plan. Kind of like their current situation. They could all group up, make a pact. Stick together, find their friends. Or, through sheer paranoia the group would tear itself apart...

There were so many ways it could go down. Some good, some bad. But whatever the outcome is, it will be better than just standing here waiting to die. Sitting here, nothing would get done, and everything Jon has ever done in his life would amount to nothing. He wouldn't go out like that.

"We're going to the bell tower. I think it's our only choice if we want to live."

It was blunt, but it was true.
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Jonathan smiled. The group was in motion, and for the most part, this was it. It really was the only option, either that or giving up. Wait, why did he say giving up was an option? It wasn't. They would go to the bell tower, and then they would get off of this island. One way, or another, Jonathan had no idea what to expect.

He could only hope everything went alright.

And if it doesn't? He'd have to think of something different. He'd need help. And he'd need the right supplies...

Except Jonathan didn't really have a plan. He had no idea what to do, no idea how to think of what to do, no clue on it all... He drowned it out. He would figure it out as he went along. He couldn't give up. Not now, not when he just started.

Not ever.

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