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a dr36m come true and a star to wish upon; (open)
Topic Started: Feb 5 2017, 05:55 PM (610 Views)
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((Dorothy left the worst day of her life.))

Dorothy shallowed hard, pushing one of the rusty door. It smelled like death, like how Asha's smelled earlier. She assumed it was the blood that made it smell like that. The way it became darker and darker as the time passed, the smell like copper or iron or whatever metal it was that took all the place of the room. The way she could almost taste it as she breathe through her mouth to avoid to smell it made her gag. Behind the door laid a corpse. It must have been a while it as been there due to the color it took and the flies who started swarming inside of the body.

She couldn't identify the gender, the age, the race, or anything about the victim. Other than they were dead, obviously.

She slowly walked toward it, her hands wrapped around her taser. It's not like it would jump and attack her, it wasn't a zombie or something like that but she felt much safer with something in her hands. She noticed the wall and the floor was padded, she found that amusing despite the fact there was a corpse in front of her. She didn't think those things were real, just in the movies and all of that.

It didn't help that the sight of the body didn't feel real, as if her brain didn't register it. The body, or what was left of it, had this metal thing in it, right where its chest should be be. Or maybe that the abdomen? She couldn't be sure while looking at it, it was too messed up.

So it was dead and Dot was alive. No crying allowed there, she didn't want to cry in front of a corpse, that'd be weird. She stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her. She tried to lock it but the bolt was rusted to the door, unable to move after too many years of inactivity. She headed to the room beside it, hoping that there was no corpse in that one too.

This one looked already better even it wasn't different. The absence of a corpse truly made the room much more lovely and lot less scary. She threw her bag in the corner of the room. Before she knew, she had remove her shoes and was walking on the cushions. She removed her socks and set them inside of her pair of shoes.

The room wasn't comfortable but it was better than sleeping on the ground. Well, it was still sleeping on the ground but the ground was way more soft than the one she slept on last night. She carefully put her shoes beside the door before shutting it. Then, she opened her bag, searched for the taser's charges, pulled them out along with a water bottle and a bar. With what she needed in her hands, she crawled away from the door until the hitting the wall facing the door.

After a couple of minutes of figuring out how the taser worked, she successfully reloaded it. She set it down beside her, gulped down her water and took a bite of the bar. Is this how the people who were locked here felt? Alone, scared, and filthy, unsure of their fate or their future. She chewed on her inner lip and took another sip from her bottle.

She nested in a corner then the announcement started playing. She decided it was the best time to cry, letting the voice of the vile man cover the sound of her sobs and tears as she shoved her hands in her face to hide from the cameras. She learned about the deaths and the killers. Irene was dead, Bernie was dead, and Brendan had killed again. The others weren't her top priority at the moment, she didn't remember them or if she did, she was too bothered by her dead friends.

The fact that Brendan had personally killed Bernie hurted her the most. She talked to her, she met Bernadette in the art club along with Ty. God dammit, Brendan was there with her as she made those friendship bracelets and Brendan still killed her.

Then Irene was the next thing in her mind. They weren't very close but the interactions they had together made her heart swell. Gosh they were dumb, ghost hunting planning over Facebook? That was a thing she wished she could go back at. Just goofing on Facebook, chatting with her friends and sending them dumb comics. She shallowed hard, thinking of all the things that they could have shared on each other walls. That was when her biggest worry was the upcoming oral presentation, now it was the slightest of her problem.

A small victory was announced, however, when it wasn't Iz who won the award for killing someone or whatever. It was some girl she couldn't bother to remember as tears flooded her vision. It was bittersweet. At least Asha didn't died for Iz to gain another killing tool, she felt a slight warmth inside of her heart thinking of Iz's face when she'd learn about how she lost again

Dorothy wrapped her arms around her knees and laid her head against one of the wall, trying to ignore the smell of the body next door and the images of her dead friend inside of her mind. She closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep.
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Maybe a hour, or maybe a lifetime, or maybe an eternity, she had been crying. Her tears were running on her face, eroding her skin and her face, tearing the once smiling face to a cracked mouth. She never cried so much, she never cried until she gagged so it was much of a surprise when she was caught with a coughing fit. The bile inside of her empty stomach made her way through her esophagus, burning her from the inside.

She spat it out, feeling the vile taste spreading on in her mouth as she stared down the thing that just left her body. Like a deer caught in the headlines of a car, she looked at it when another spasm took her by surprise. Another round of bile was making its way up but she took action when she felt the burn. She shoved her hand inside the bag, tearing away a part of the gnawed bread and wolfing it down.




She had been staring at the celling for a while now, looking at the white, crusty paint peeling itself away. She raised her taser, closing one of her eyes to aim and stayed like that. She wanted to get use to the weight, to the sensation, to the responsability that the taser gave her. She would make sure it wouldn't go waste, that she wouldn't miss, that the person who received the shock would be deserving of it.

She thought about her main target: Iz. She'd make her pay. Everyone she killed had friends, a family, maybe a pet that wouldn't see their owners and would wonder why their best friend didn't come back. When she'll tase her, she hopes all of those people would be watching. She hopes everyone who had some kind of bad blood with the wicked ballerina would look at the screen and be happy when she would start to twitch.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to kill her, though. Part of her yearned to make her suffer but if she killed her, she would become like her, in a way. Well, not totally. She would be a killer but not a repeated one. Just an one time killer, that wasn't so bad, right? It was what she needed to get out alive too. Get a kill, be the last one standing and you go home. That's how it was.

If she killed Iz, nobody would blame her. People back at home would be happy, too. They'd see Dot as the girl who killed the murderer of their kid's friends.




Dorothy was wondering if she was losing it. Maybe staying in the same white room, laying down in the same position for a while wasn't the best idea. Sensorial deprivation was getting to her, she wanted to get up and to go for a walk but she wasn't safe outside. Inside the room, she was safe. Nobody would know she was there, nobody would see her there. If someone entered, she'd tase them and leave. The only thing that could possibly go wrong was Dot. She was the only one that could fuck it up by going bad shit.

She started to play a game with herself.




''Hi!''

She stared at the camera, her hands around her weapon, waving it in front of the lens.

''This used to be my friend's but something... happened to her...''

She didn't know if she felt like going in details. The camera wouldn't judge her if she spoke to it. It was stuck with her in the same.

''Okay Jessie,'' she said pointing to the camera, ''to load a taser you need-''

She put her right hand inside of her bag, getting a charge out.

''This! and, obviously, a taser, duh.''




''Jessie, how are you?''

She stayed silent but Dot answered anyways.

''I'm sorry about your husband, I didn-''

She faked to be interupted by the camera then continued with a giggle.

''Oh my, don't say that! But he had it coming, so I don't think anyone will mourn him''

Dot bit the inside of her lip.

''You know, I've been like so bored lately, do you feel bored too?''

Dorothy nodded twice with an empathetic smile.

''Yeah, it's not fun here, I'd love if someone would save us, that'd be rad.''




She was done speaking to the camera. She had finish telling it every single stories she had known, every details of her life, every friendships she had made and love she had felt. She excused herself to the bathroom and came back ready to tell more stories to the camera.

Her voice was hopeful, tinted with love and care for the people she told the tell to. She knew that the camera was recording her, and she wanted it. She wanted whoever watching the video that they knew that Dorothy was a real human being with a real dream and a real pain. She wanted to make sure they knew she wasn't an actress or something. She hoped that the people watching thought it was something of a movie and they were just watching it because they were curious to check if it was true. Dot felt that if those people fell on that footage, they would listen to her rambling about her elementary school or pseudo-tutorials about loading a taser or making friendship bracelets.

If they watched a clip of her, they would know she was real.

A part of her knew that the terrorists watching would think she's insane or they would mock her when she would die with those announcement but she felt happy. She had spoken truths she would have never said back home, she told the world how she felt as if her diary was spread open and every sheets were taken off and pinned to every walls. When she would die, the world would maybe remember her and that's what made her happy.

''I think I said everything for now, so I guess tee-tee-wye-el''
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She screamed.

She pulled the trigger.

She screamed again.
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She threw her weapon on the ground, still screaming.

''Oh my god! Oh my god!''

She didn't think when she pressed the trigger, she just reacted to the voice coming out of nowhere. She thought she was alone, all alone. That there was nobody there that could harm her.

She heard a girl's voice and just fired away. That was a reckless, what if it was like Jae coming back or something, she would just
have shocked him?

She mentally noted to never pick up a gun.

She rushed to the girl's side, still screaming, her hands wrapped around her face.

''I'm so, so, so, so sorry! You scared me an-and you just came out of nowhere, I'm sorry, oh my god! Tell me you are okay, please!''
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Dorothy wrapped her right around the two little studs that struck the girl and pulled them out by the cord.

''I-I won't, I swear! I thought you were someone else or like someone dangerous, oh my god!''

She scanned the girl's body, trying to notice any wounds that that the shock and the fall could have made, but Lucilly looked intact apart from her laying face down and still having some twitches here and there.

Good thing the other girl didn't have something like a gun that could have misfired or a knife she could have tripped on. The result would have been much more deadly and she didn't want to deal with that, especially after Asha.

''I'm literally so sorry, do you need anything? I don't mind sharing.''
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The girl seemed okay. Well, she was doing fine for someone that got tased and crashed to the ground.

''I'm not having a great day or week for that matter.''

She squeezed her teeth together, feeling the pressure building up in her gum. She was reminded that she didn't brush her teeth for a while now and it felt like the bacterias were festering inside of her mouth. She rubbed her tongue against her teeth in a way to feel more clean but to no avail.

She didn't really know what to do other than to stare the other girl. She thought about their relationship before the island, it wasn't perfect but nothing like a rivalry or an antecedent of a fight.

She wanted to apologize again but she didn't feel like repeating herself, again. She wasn't a broken record, or she wish she wasn't.

Dot found the perfect idea for a small talk.

''So, what's your favorite color? Mine's pink.''
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Vermilion.

That was red, right?

''Oh I love that color too! Red is cool and all, I'm just like... not all over it''

Vermillon wasn't blood red but any it reminded her of the body of Asha. Laying there, opened from wounds and stained in her own blood. She wondered if the blanket she put on her was red too or if it the pool became black when it became dry.

Or was that too early? Or was that too late?

What time was it?

She needed to eat every three hours and her stomach was grumbling a bit so she assumed it was around 10 or around that.

''Are you planning to do anything the next few days? I really don't know, personally.''
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Dorothy blew hot air in her cheeks, making them change sizes at her will. One second, they were the same size, the other, the left one became bigger than right one, then vice-versa. She made an o-shape with her lips, letting the accumulated stagnant CO2 leave her body. If she could whistle, she'd be doing it right now.

''I'm asking 'cause I don't have one myself other than like...''

She bit her lips and wrapped her arms around her body. Would revealing her plan be smart? Especially to someone she didn't really know that well that could be her friend?

''I, um...''

She was uncomfortable and it was showing it in her face and gestures. As if she was wearing a winter coat on a really hot summer day, she felt warmth crawling around her neck and face. Quickly, she started feeling like dots on the tip of her fingers. She was about to say something horrible but it had to come out.

''I want to kill Iz slash Isabel slash Isabel Ramirez slash,''

Her voice dropped, she stared intently at her taser, the words escaped in-between her teeth,

''That bitch who killed Asha.''

She quickly look away and waving her hands and turned her head back to the girl.

''I'm sorry I don't say things like that usually but she's getting on my nerves.''
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What would she do?

That was a good question. She thought about killing Iz. Hurting her, making her regret hurting Asha (and the other people she's killed too by doing it). She knew she would tase her for sure. She had a non-lethal weapon, it was the whole point of a taser: hurt someone enough to give you time to run away. It was self-defense but Dorothy wanted to use it as an offensive weapon: to hunt down the girl, hurt her but how would she kill her?

She didn't know. Maybe her heart would stop or maybe she could drop a rock on her twitching head. She wasn't sure.

"I-I didn't think the 'how' yet but I know the 'why'!

I saw her when I woke up like on the second day. I saw her look at me as if I was a bug she could just squash.

She didn't kill me though but I'm sure she wanted to. I'm sure she got off killing especially after seeing her disappointment when it was announced it was Kikimo or something that won."

She took a breather.

"Like I don't even hate Mikimo or whatever, she killed her boyfriend or something! It must have been an accident or he attacked her or something. You don't just kill someone you love like that!

I saw Nancy too, she was scared. Shaking and shivering and just... absent. You know, she was hollow, I tried to comfort her but she looked so scared and she was covered in blood. It looked like she went to hell and crawled back!

Isabel though. I'm sure she's getting off on it. I'm sure it's her high, she loves it, I'm sure! I hate her for that, I want to see her suffer, I hate her so much especially after what she has done to Asha.

She stabbed her! Not once but several times! Asha got her good too, and now she's weak. It's now the best time to get her and to kill her. I want her dead, that's all."

She took a pause, biting her lips then looking at Lucilly.

"Asha always said she wasn't evil and I kinda believed her. But no, my eyes are now opened and I see that Iz is a monster and I want her head and make sure she cannot hurt anyone else."

Dot looked down. She wanted to feel shame or some kind of remorse, but she couldn't. Isabel had it coming, she deserves to get mouthed off.

"I'm sorry, I'm just done with her doing her things."
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Lucilly was going to help her out!

That was great!

''So you understand me! We have to stop her! Together! To! Get! Her!''

Dot's hands wrapped around Lucilly's, her fingers ensnaring her wrists tightly then with a quick pull, Dot started jumping out of excitation.

''This is great! Thank you so much! So much!''

She was smiling, her heart was filled with glee, knowing that she had the support she needed to remove the creature.

She stopped jumping and started to clap her hands together rapidly.

This was going to be so nice!
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Lucilly was happy too, this was great!

She was mimicking her, jumping and clapping her hands quickly.

She felt like the island was there anymore. As if it was a bad dream, like she had woken up and she was home and doing normal teenager things. She never planned to murder anyone back home but it sounded as if they were discussing about an incoming project and they decided to work together.

She didn't really understood what she said because she was clapping but one more came through her mind: pornos?

What?

She shoved her hands in front of mouth and started laughing.

''What do you mean?''
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''Oh, wow.''

That was... something.

She didn't the human body could bend in that particular angle, especially with someone on top of it. The more she looked at it, the more she felt curious about it. There was nothing hot or sexy about the magazine itself but she has never seen anything closely remoted to sex. She saw love scene on television or in movies, or random genitals on her dash but she never really got interested in it.

If she had to resume in one word how she felt about the forbidden apple in front of her, she would just say intrigued.

As if she was inspecting evidence on a crime scene, she picked up the magazine, squeezing her thumbs and her index on one of the corner. She lifted it away from Lucilly's possession and decided to keep it.

''This is...''

She squinted, trying to keep a straight face while looking at Lucilly. She was about to start laughing.

''I'll keep it.''
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''I think we should start thinking like Iz!''

Dot tossed the naughty magazine aside and squeezed her face with her hands and started mumbling.

''I am Isabel. I am a psycho bitch. I killed a lot of people, and I won't stop until someone puts me down.''

She visualized her. In the dark hallway, crouching over Asha's body.

''My name is Iz and I have a shadow that was there when I killed Asha. I must know who it is because I didn't kill it when I escaped bloodied and hurt.''

No images came up, she searched further in her mind.

''I am a shadow, I am behind Iz, I can't live without her because when she dies I'll be defenseless.''

At least, that was what Dot thought. If someone hang around Iz, they better have a good reason. Maybe they were dating her, or they were protected by her. She explored her mind, searching for someone that met the criteria. She listed the option: possible a ballet friend, possibly a friend in her social circle or possibly someone found at random that she kept around like a pet.

Thinking about Iz's mentality, Dot settled that the last one was plausible but she saw no reasons why Iz wouldn't just kill them. Isabel had a running track of killing people she used to know so maybe the person she kept wasn't a threat, someone she could just dispose of when needed.

She continued

''I am Iz. I am Iz. I am...''

She opened her eyes.

''Ah! I don't know. Sorry, can't think of anything.''
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''Yeah there was like someone else with her that night and I was like 'woah, who is that?' and I've been thinking about her for a while now!''

Lucilly's words echoed in her.

''I don't think it's a ghost because I don't even think dead people would want to stick with her. She may kill them dead or something. She's that nasty.''

Dorothy let her shoulders rest on the padded wall and stared blankly at one of the corner.

''Maybe Death would stick with her since she's giving it a job, but I think it has higher standards that that.''

She let herself slide down to the ground, landing on her butt on the floor.

Lucilly followed her.

They were both sitting on the floor of the room, thinking about the ungodly creature that followed Iz around.

They would have talked until their faces turned blue, until their eardrum pierced, until their vocal cords ripped apart. They talked to each all day and all night. Speaking about everything and anything.

The day went by. Not quickly, not slowly, just at a normal rate. Their conversations turned to monologues when one went to sleep and then went to total silence when both of time lost their fight against time.

They were awaken once by the blaring sounds of the announcer, doing what an announcer's job of announcing a fire that announced itself somewhere on the island.

This resulted in giggles. The two girls laughed about the fact that someone who were also fated to die here decided to burn down some places. Their chatter went back to a normal rate then it accelerated, as if time was suddenly running out. They spoke out of turn, they bit their tongues, they scratch their voices on the back of their throat to be able to spat out the words they carefully needed.

Then, their eyes slowly shut. Both of them were fighting it, the girls started making jokes about their situation, their weapons, their captors, the announcer's grumpy voice in the morning. They fought and fought until they both passed out and went back to their quiet sleep.

When the sleepover ended, they went back home.

(Lucilly and Dot left together but were separated)
Edited by Fran, May 20 2017, 01:14 PM.
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