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Topic Started: Sep 17 2016, 03:34 PM (625 Views)
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((Samuel Howard continued from Lone Wolfe))

Samuel left the asylum behind, and crossed a bridge to another part of the island. He came to another cluster of buildings, and for good measure, he took refuge in the one farthest from the bell tower.

And god damn, this one was trashed. Broken windows, beer bottles, and bird shit was everywhere. This wasn’t the ideal place to rest, but he didn’t think he could walk any further.

Samuel lingered in one of the ruined kitchens, sitting on a countertop and taking a swig of a water bottle. All this walking had gotten him thirsty, and quenching it was probably one of the last joys he’d have before he’d die.

The crossbow in his lap. He’d loaded it on the way here, and he’d also parsed the manual it came with. It was a lot of technical jargon he didn’t absorb enough of. It shouldn’t even be that hard to use: the only thing he had to learn was how to load it. Then he could just point and shoot. Guns were probably more complex than this, and Samuel bet there was already someone out there gunning down his classmates.

That was another thing. There were probably people out there playing already, and somebody was already dead. It was sad, but inevitable. He just hoped Penelope was alive somewhere.
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He was minding his own business until some green-haired fuckboy barged in and started yelling at him. The guy knew Samuel by name, but he had no idea who the other boy was. His face was recognizable, but his name escaped him. It was D-something. Danny or Darrell or something like that.

Darren was demanding to know where he’d gotten the crossbow and that it wouldn’t be used to hurt him. Clearly the best way to stop someone from killing you was to scream in their face about it. He sighed in response and massaged his temples. He was glad he’d woken up next to Rene and Caleb Nixon instead of this screaming idiot.

“God fucking damn, dude,” He shot back, huffing. “Shut uuuup. I don’t wanna start shit...”

Samuel paused to size the boy up. By the looks of it, he’d already been in a fight. Anyone who had already been in a fight was likely dangerous, instigator or not. If he’d been attacked, the mere fact he was still alive spoke volumes. It meant that he’d beaten the ambusher.

Of course, there was the off chance that he was merely lucky. Judging by what he’d said (well, yelled) so far, he could just be a panicky guy who’d barely gotten out of his last altercation alive.

But that was a dangerous assumption to make here.

Samuel narrowed his eyes and rested his hand on the crossbow. “Unless, of course, you want to...”
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Well that was pointless.

The other boy hurled obscenities at Samuel and left. He only groaned in response, loosening his grip on the crossbow and leaning back on the counter top. At least the guy hadn’t attacked him; Samuel wasn’t sure if he could hold his own in a fight. But hey, he’d managed to scare someone off. It may have been unintentional, but it was still a good skill to have. He was just glad that idiot was gone.

It didn’t take long for someone else to come along.

Unlike the other guy, he knew Kimiko Kao. It was hard to forget a bleach-blonde mute girl, after all. He’d seen her around school, but they’d never talked - well, interacted - much. Nonetheless, she always seemed like a cool person.

But none of that mattered here. What mattered was the five-foot spear she was holding.

Samuel tensed up, one hand going for the crossbow. He paused when he saw Kimiko do the same. There was a chance she wasn’t going to attack him first, and he didn’t want to start anything.

“...Hey Kimiko.” He said, hand hovering over the crossbow. “Uh, listen, I don’t want any trouble, sooo...if you don’t attack me, I won’t attack you. Okay?” Samuel slowly started retracting his hand, keeping his eyes on her. He glanced at the spear again.

“Could you drop that weapon, please?”
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Kimiko didn’t put the spear down, but at least it wasn’t pointing at him anymore. Samuel could live with that. But as a precaution, he rested his hand on the crossbow. If she was still holding her weapon, he would, too. She pointed down the hallway, and shot him a questioning look. It took Samuel a moment to realize what she was asking.

“...Oh, him? No idea who he was. He just came in, yelled at me, and then left,” He replied, shrugging. “Something about this thing.” he nonchalantly picked up the crossbow, waving it around. He made sure to keep it aimed at the ceiling.

He paused. Samuel wasn’t very sociable back at home, but he could at least keep a conversation going. But he’d never really talked to someone who couldn’t respond - or at least, in a way he could understand. It made things a little awkward, but it was even worse when they were supposed to be killing each other right now.

Samuel sighed and took a sip of his water bottle again. He didn’t know if he should leave or not.
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Kimiko left. Samuel returned her wave, and once she was out of sight, let his shoulders relax. He was finally alone again. He took a sip of water and enjoyed his solitude.

But with his luck, someone else was bound to show up, and there was always the off-chance that they were way more aggressive than Kimiko and the other guy. Samuel already decided that he’d spend the night here, and he may as well find a less public spot to hang out. He hopped off the counter, picked up his bag and crossbow, and stepped out into the hallway.

At first he was looking for the cleanest room, but his standards dropped dramatically as he trudged through the hallways. The room he eventually settled in was in no better shape than the others, but at least its door was intact and the bed hadn’t been thrown out the window. He grabbed a chair from one of the other rooms to wedge under the doorknob, and then pushed the bed up against the chair. He didn’t know if it would help, but it wouldn’t hurt to try. If anything, it made him feel safer in here.

The rest of the day passed without incident. Samuel had never been so bored in his life. He’d taken a couple of naps through the afternoon, and spent his waking hours staring at the ceiling. At one point he resorted to reading the survival guide they’d all been provided. It didn’t tell him anything he didn’t know: kill people, trust nobody, danger zones, blah blah blah. It didn’t take a genius to understand all of this from the get go.

As nightfall came, he scrounged up a paltry dinner (half a loaf of bread, a couple of crackers, a food bar, and a water bottle) and finally turned in for the night. His sleep was surprisingly peaceful; if anyone was going to sleep well on the island, it was going to be him.

He’d fallen into such a deep sleep that the announcements had failed to completely woken him up. When the speakers crackled to life, he’d groaned and rolled over, squeezing his eyes shut and begging for sleep. But when he heard names being said, he figured that he’d have to sit up and listen.

The first name he heard properly was Nancy Kyle: an odd bird he’d only heard about in passing, and definitely one he would’ve predicted to snap. The rest of the names were people he faintly or barely knew. He was on the debate team with Alex and knew Harold through a friend, but he wasn’t particularly close to either of them. The only name that stuck out was Kimiko’s: the last person he’d seen yesterday, who’d already killed someone. His blood ran cold as he realized how close he’d gotten to a killer, and possibly getting killed himself.

The announcement ended with a special prize being awarded to Kimiko, and the announcement of the danger zone. Samuel had no idea where the Supply Depot was, but he knew it wasn’t here. He was free to lounge around.

After the announcement, he promptly went back to sleep for a couple more hours, waking up around noon. At that time, Samuel realized that he’d have to move. There was no way the terrorists would let him hole up here forever: they’d find a way to weasel him out. Part of him wanted to stay here and lie down in defeat, but he needed to see Penny before that.

Plus it was boring as shit here.

Samuel got up out of bed and began to dismantle the barricade.

((Samuel Howard continued in Into the Veil))
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