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Topic Started: Oct 14 2016, 07:25 PM (891 Views)
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((Bridgette Sommefeld continued from Companion Rectangle))

They hadn’t chosen the best place to spend the night.

It was like someone threw a college party and left the mess to stew for decades. Broken glass littered the floor, doors were off their hinges, and someone had left a chair hanging in the wall. Bridgette hated being here, but she supposed it was better than sleeping outside. At least they had a roof over their head.

She didn’t get much rest that night. Her sleep was light and fitful, and she came to appreciate guard duty. It wasn’t enjoyable, but at least she felt productive - if she couldn’t sleep, she may as well stay up. She’d picked up a mostly-intact bottle during her first shift, figuring she’d need something to protect herself. It was a little gross, knowing it was covered in ancient saliva, but she had to suck it up. Anything was better than the toothbrush she’d gotten.

At one point she’d pulled the survival guide out of the bag - as vigilant as she’d like to be, it was still a little boring. It was a short little pamphlet, like the ones in doctors’ offices or hotel lobbies, but this one was detrimental to her survival. She spent hours pouring over it, partially out of boredom, partially out of interest. Mostly out of nervousness.

She was still reading it at breakfast, when the announcement came on. The sound of crackling speakers lifted a weight from Bridgette’s chest. She was lucky to hear it now. It meant she’d survived a day in Survival of the Fittest.

It meant she was still alive.

But then there were those who weren’t. Their names didn’t rattle her too much. Sure, they were tragic, but their deaths were good news, in a way. Ten people had died, but that meant ten less threats, ten less competitors, ten less peers to outlast before she went home.

Of course, some of them stung. She knew Scarlett and Conrad, but she wasn’t too close to either of them. She could handle their deaths. But then there was Joshua. The first face she’d seen on the island, the boy who supposedly had a plan - one that had fallen through. The last words he said to her echoed in her mind.

“We are not going to die. I’m going to make sure of it.”

Bridgette scoffed. He’d done a good job of that.

The room quieted as the announcement ended. The relief lingered, but there was an odd heaviness in her chest. She ignored it, because she had other things on her mind.

She had to deal with the killers.

Her suspicions of Isabel were correct, but Alvaro came completely out of left field. She’d written him off yesterday, designating him as a non-threat. But he’d pushed a kid off a cliff. Maybe he was a little more unstable than she’d thought. Goes to show how poor her judgement was.

Now there were six clear threats: Isabel Ramirez, Nancy Kyle, Kimiko Kao, Alvaro Vacanti, Alex Tarquin, and Jasmine Reed.

Isabel, Nancy, Kimiko, Alvaro, Alex, Jasmine.

Isabel, Nancy, Kimiko, Alvaro, Alex, Jasmine...

Bridgette muttered their names under her breath. She had to commit their names to memory, remember the killers so she could survive. She looked down at the survival guide, and got an idea. She instinctively reached for her pocket, but to her disappointment, remembered it was empty. They’d taken all her pencils.

She looked up when Danny spoke her name. He said they needed a plan. Bridgette nodded quietly. “Yeah, of course.” She said, glancing down at the pamphlet again. Another pause. “...We should go find pens.”
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Danny immediately listed off a couple of places they could find pens. Bridgette nodded along. “Good, good,” she reached for the map again, spreading it on the table in front of her. “So we're going back to the asylum again?”

She listened to Danny ramble on, and shook her head when he asked if there was anyone she wanted to see. “Not really. I think it's for the best we don't see anybody we know, actually. Because people will die, and…” she trailed off, remembering her encounter in the electroshock therapy room. “I’d rather not see friends right before they do.”

The weight in her chest grew heavier, but she shook it off. Joshua’s - and everyone else’s - deaths were tragic, but it was inevitable. People were going to die, and none of them were going to last long in a situation like this. It was just something Bridgette had to accept.

And if she could handle Joshua’s, she could handle everyone else’s.

Bridgette shifted the conversation topic. “And I dunno about Alvaro. You knew Jae, right? He was kind of a dick But I guess Alvaro still could’ve started it, but it doesn't change the fact that Jae beat him up.”
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Bridgette sighed. “I'm not set on avoiding friends,” she replied, folding her map back up. “I’d just rather not, if given the choice. I can't control who I run into.”

“And like you said,” Bridgette continued, pointing the folded map in his direction. “Friends should stick together. There's no way either of us would survive alone.”

She paused for a moment, looking at Danny. Mostly meeting friends wasn't too bad so far - after all, nobody had tried to kill her yet. But she thought about her own words again, about his initial reaction to her. She knew he didn't have that survival instinct.

Would he end up like Joshua?

Bridgette knew the answer, but she didn't want to dwell on it.

She pocketed the map and stood up, glancing around the room. “Do you think we should search the place before we head out?” Admittedly there didn't seem to be much of anything of value, but it was always worth searching. Besides, they hadn't explored the whole building yet.
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"You're a happy accident I guess?" Bridgette responded, shrugging. "We both needed allies, and already being friends was a bonus." And probably her only requirement, she thought to herself. She wasn't sure if she'd trust an acquaintance, or worse, a total stranger. People like Danny were easy to trust. Maybe meeting one friend wasn't such a bad thing.

Danny agreed to search the dormitories. Bridgette stood up herself, grabbing the broken bottle. "Alright, let's start with the bedroom next door."

Hopefully they'd find something.

~*~

They'd found nothing.

Nothing of use, at least. They'd found beddings, old clothes, and other things the former occupants never bothered to bring with them whenever they left. The only thing of interest they found was a sleeveless leather jacket, laid out on a bed. One of these people had a poor fashion sense.

Spending hours rummaging through garbage creates mind-numbing boredom, and it felt like a chore. Enter room, check room, find nothing, repeat. When Danny asked to go to the bathroom, it was a welcoming break from routine.

Bridgette nodded, kneeling next to one of the beds. "Yeah, sure, it should be that way," she waved a hand at one of the walls as she lowered herself to the ground. Maybe, just maybe, something would be there.
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Something was up.

Bridgette realized if the moment she heard his muffled voice down the hallway, definitely not talking to himself. She slowly rose to her feet when she heard it, slowly creeping towards the door frame as she strained to listen. There was a second voice, a feminine sounding one she couldn't put her finger on. Her mind jumped to the three worst possibilities

Isabel, Nancy, Jasmine...

Then there was a scream. Bridgette jumped when Danny shouted her name, and then a flurry of movement sounded down the hallway. She froze as she listened to the sounds of a fight.

Normally a person would've come to his aid: he'd just called her name, after all, and you should always help a friend in danger. But that sort of thinking was for idiots, altruistic fools that would certainly get themselves killed. Endangered ally or not, Bridgette herself was still in a very dangerous situation. Her mind worked fast, picking between fight or flight

And Bridgette chose to fly.

She spent a moment standing in the doorway before leaping into action. She swirled around and scrambled towards the corner of the room, scooping up Danny’s backpack and slinging over it her shoulder. She immediately spun around and bolted towards the door. She could hear the fight fully now in the hallway, the sound of sputtering and coughing underlying an unholy symphony of tearing flesh. She tore down the hallway in the opposite direction, away from the carnage, away from Danny, and eventually, away from the dormitories.

((Bridgette Sommerfeld continued in In This Starless Night))
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