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Topic Started: Sep 23 2016, 06:55 AM (419 Views)
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((Bridgette Sommerfeld continued from State of Shock))

Her journey out of the asylum was terrifying.

The building itself was creepy enough, but the fear of some psycho popping up and slicing her up made traversing the abandoned wards so much worse. Every moment was spent watching her back, pausing at corners, praying that nobody would jump out. Miraculously, she’d made it out of the asylum alive, and across a bridge, too.

A small part of her regretted abandoning Joshua and Keith. They may have been naive and delusional, but they were also willing allies. She had no idea how well-armed either of those two were, but at the very least they’d make good company...or meat shields. Safety in numbers, after all.

But it was too late to go back. Now Bridgette was alone in the woods, weak and defenseless. She’d dug through her backpack again and again, but she’d found nothing of any use to her. What would she do if someone cornered her? Throw her compass at them? Squirt hand sanitizer in their eyes? Strangle them with bandages? The closest thing she had to a weapon was the flashlight, but the impromptu bludgeon wouldn’t do much against a gun or a sword.

Eventually Bridgette stumbled upon a warehouse - her eyes lit up at the prospect of hidden supplies. It was still early, so maybe there was still some goods in there. She edged towards the entrance and poked her head in. She couldn’t see five feet in front of her; good thing she already had her flashlight out.

Bridgette stepped inside, shining her flashlight into the darkness. Everything here was conveniently labeled, but none of it seemed to be of use to her. Bridgette scowled as she walked through the aisles, the beam scanning shelves. Soaps, towels, bedsheets, nothing of immediate use to her. All that was in here was basic, everyday supplies - just like the toothbrush and toothpaste she discovered was her assigned weapon. Her chances of survival shut down by a bad stroke of luck.

It was so unfair.

As she made her way through the warehouse, Bridgette noticed quiet mumbling coming from somewhere around her. Her hyper awareness made it impossible to ignore. Her heartbeat quickened as she went from aisle to aisle, getting and closer to the noise. Once she was sure she was on top of it, Bridgette turned the corner and shined the flashlight at a familiar hunched figure. She spoke its name out of habit.

“...Danny?”

The flashlight caught something else, in front of the boy. Bridgette tilted her flashlight up, and the beam rested on a corpse.

She froze.
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Danny panicked. His sudden outburst made Bridgette tense up again, instinctively taking a few steps back from him. He claimed that he didn't kill the other boy, and it didn't take a genius to figure out he was telling the truth. There wasn't any blood on him, and the horrible gash in his chest wasn't caused by some sort of blunt object.

Plus, Danny wasn't a killer. She'd known him for years now, and she knew that he didn't have it in him to murder somebody. He'd immediately begged for mercy when she showed up, and he was still very skittish.

In short, he wasn't a threat. Bridgette wasn't in any immediate danger.

She exhaled. “Okay, I believe you,” she replied, forcing herself to smile. “Are you holding up well?”
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And then Danny panicked again. Bridgette didn't know what she was expecting, really. It was a dumb question in hindsight - she was just trying to be friendly, maybe calm him down with light conversation. But clearly it wasn't working. He was like Keith, in a way: babbling on about their impending doom as if they had to state the obvious. Yes, they were all going to die, and crying about it only made it more apparent.

But blubbering aside, Danny was still a close and familiar face: a potential ally. Sure, he didn't seem to be in the best emotional state, but he was still a good deal stronger than her. Plus, he'd make good company even if he wasn't all that useful. At least she wouldn't be alone.

“I know,” Bridgette sighed, leaning against one of the shelves. She kept her flashlight on Danny as she glanced at the shadowy corpse. It wasn’t anybody she recognized on sight, but it could’ve been a person she’d seen in the hallway.

She wouldn’t know; she didn’t get a good look at its face. The wounds were much more noticeable.

“...Did you know them?”
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Cristo. She'd heard the name before, but she couldn't connect it to a face. Maybe that was for the best. She could handle a stranger dying.

Danny immediately wanted to group up; least Bridgette didn't have to ask Danny to join her. She cracked a smile and nodded as he said that friends should stick together, but it disappeared the moment he mentioned seeing other people armed. She knew that some of her peers had been luckier, but she'd never wondered who they were.

Bridgette narrowed her eyes. “Wait, really? Like who?” She thought of people she wouldn't trust with a gun: people like Jae and Isabel, who were mean and vindictive in their daily lives. They may have been friends back at home, but they were dangerous here. She dreaded meeting them here.

Bridgette glanced around the warehouse. They were most likely the only people here, but she couldn't help but wonder if anyone was lurking in the darkness. She shuddered.
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Bridgette did a mental check on every person Danny mentioned. She didn’t know Jeremy too well, but that only meant that she couldn’t completely rule him out as a threat. Audrey was in the same boat. Irene was less of an enigma, even though Bridgette had never actually spoken to her: just looking at the girl could tell you that she’d be dangerous with a gun.

Sandy was a quiet kid from art club, and Bridgette didn’t think he’d be dangerous. But Danny mentioned that he was being belligerent - maybe the game had already gotten to him. Alvaro seemed like the least dangerous of everyone mentioned. Her impression of him was a slightly awkward but kindhearted kid, and she didn’t think he’d snap. However, learning about Jae only confirmed her suspicions about him. She made a mental note to avoid him.

Despite everybody save Alvaro being potential threats, Bridgette felt a little better knowing about all of them. She felt like she had a better grip on the situation now, surveying the playing field. Sure, knowing ten out of a hundred kids wasn’t much, but it was something.

Danny wanted to leave, and Bridgette couldn’t agree more. There was no point in sticking around: there were too many spots for someone to hide and ambush them, and there wasn’t anything of use in here, anyway.

And plus, there was the corpse.

Once they’d stepped outside, Bridgette pulled her map out of her pocket. She turned to Danny as she unfolded it.

“So, where do you think we should go next?”

((Bridgette Sommerfeld continued in Be Prepared))
Edited by Aloha, Oct 14 2016, 08:46 PM.
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