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In This Starless Night; Open
Topic Started: Nov 3 2016, 09:18 PM (954 Views)
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((Bridgette Sommerfeld continued from Be Prepared))

Who’s fault was it?

That was all Bridgette could think as she ran. Who was to blame? Was it Danny, for going off on his own, without any protection? Or was it Bridgette herself, for her her lapse of judgement, letting him make himself vulnerable? She never decided, because she accidentally accepted that it didn’t matter.


Danny was dead the moment he woke up on this island. Bridgette saw it in his eyes when they first met, and she always knew in the back of her mind that he wouldn’t last long.

But Bridgette hadn’t realized how close his end was.

She had to take it in stride, and accept that there was nothing she could’ve done. Nobody could blame her for running, valuing self-preservation over saving a hopeless cause. All that mattered was that Bridgette survived, and that she was still breathing and alive.

The rest of her day was spent trying to get as far away from the dormitories as possible. After her frenzied run, she hiked down the coast, following the shoreline towards the bottom of the island’s horseshoe shape. At one point, Bridgette took a brief break to dump Danny’s bag. She transferred his rations, first aid kit, and flashlight batteries to her own daypack before tossing the rest of his stuff into the water. When the sun went down she camped out in the trees, laying in the bushes until the announcements came.

After only two days, she’d grown fond of Danya’s voice. Listening to him drone on about the dead and the killers and danger zones had become a grim comfort. She was lucky to just be there to listen to it, a sign that she was slowly reaching her goals. Bridgette had lasted long enough to listen, and she prayed she’d be able to listen to them tomorrow.

The announcement confirmed that Danny had been killed by Isabel, the most notorious person on the island besides Kimiko Kao. thinking about how close she’d been to death sent a shiver down Bridgette’s spine, but she had to tell herself she’d made it out alive. All she had to worry about was not running into her a second time. Bridgette also made note of the new killers, and added their names to her list: Oskar, Brendan, Jae. She’d been right about that last one. Another friend she couldn’t trust, another one she had to outlast.

Nothing was sacred anymore, was it?

Bridgette kept moving once the announcements was over. After a little while she approached another warehouse complex, looking much bigger than the one she’d found Danny in. Her eyes lit up when she saw the building, seeing it as a possible trove of supplies. On the way, however, she spotted two figures standing on the dock, one clearly armed. She froze about fifty feet away from them, gripping the broken bottle in her hand. While they were in a more vulnerable spot than she was, she couldn’t risk being spotted if they were hostile. Bridgette couldn’t identify either person, but it was for the best to think of them as enemies.

Better safe than sorry.
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She’d been noticed.

Bridgette tensed up when a third person arrived on the scene, and she froze up when the trio acknowledged her. She recognized the newcomer, along with the voices of the other two. The boy was a junior she vaguely remembered talking to once, way back when. Tara was more familiar, but Bridgette still knew very little about her.

But she knew Bryony: a very shy but talented girl from her art class. Bridgette liked her, but deep down she knew that Bryony wasn’t the kind of person to last long in a place like this. She reminded Bridgette of Danny and Joshua: perfectly nice people who didn’t have the determination to survive.

There seemed to be no harm in approaching the group. Bryony wasn’t a threat at all, and what little she knew of the other boy ruled him out, too. The only real threat was Tara, who’d chosen to intimidate her the moment she laid eyes on her. But Bridgette could understand her defensiveness, and recognized a little bit of herself in her. While she wasn’t sure if she could take Tara down in a fight, she knew that she just needed to be polite to avoid any unnecessary conflict.

She took a deep breath, calming herself before replying with a brisk “No.” Bridgette walked towards the trio, nodding at all three in acknowledgement. The boy had been babbling on about something as she approached, and she heard him mention a lure and a bobber. She glanced at the boy’s staff and snorted. Was that what he was going to do with it? While turning a weapon into a fishing rod seemed counter-intuitive, it was still fairly useful. Catching fish for food was a wonderful idea…

...and it meant the boy wasn’t intending to use the staff to play.
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Bryony was blubbering about something, how she’d gotten robbed the moment she woke up. Bridgette felt the slightest pang of sympathy, but it wasn't much. Of course it would happen to someone like Bryony. With her luck, she should’ve died off a long time ago. But yet, she was still here, living and breathing. Maybe it was a testament to perseverance, or hard work, or even simply luck.

But another part of Bridgette knew that this was all temporary, and Bryony’s perseverance or luck would run out very soon.

The junior handed Bryony one of his own ration bars, and then Tara left. This put Bridgette even more at ease, as the most violent person left the scene, and the remaining two only cemented their pacifism. For the moment, Bridgette was completely safe. Neither of them could do anything to hurt her.

...what now?

She didn’t really have anything to say to either of them. Neither of them could provide anything particularly useful information, and she didn’t think she had anything nice to say.

Or maybe she did. Maybe she could at least talk to them, take the edge off of this situation. The nice ones weren’t going to be around in a few days, so she may as well take advantage of them now.

“So, uh…” she started, struggling to remember his name. “Where exactly are you going to fish?”
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