"Of course we're not eating dog food," Duncan said, irritably. "That's all that was in that cupboard." He went over to one that was just above the stove, finding a large tin of rice pudding, but all the time looking at the walls, hoping his judgment was right. "What if we sh...

Duncan jumped to his feet and proceeded to the small kitchen area, being careful to avoid looking at the bodies. All he needed to do was rummage into the cupboards and hope for the best. Picking a low one, he saw a tin that was sitting at the back, fogotten about. Dog food. Chicken flavour, apparent...

The room appeared to be a store-room of some kind, as it had bits of lighthouse equipment in it, such as bulbs, mirror cleaner and various other gadgetry taht Duncan didn't understand. There was a small window that let in a ray of light, and... yep! Another camera in the top corner. There was what l...

Duncan was reminded of the bodies that were so nearby. "I really don't think that moving somewhere else will be of any use. There are going to be bodies all over this island. We may as well stay here, find one of the rooms and stick it out for a while." At any rate, Duncan took out his map...

Duncan also leaned back, against the edge of the lantern room and sighed once more. He took hold of his collar and thought how he was going to do this. "Right, you've seen the cameras that are dotted around the island? They film everything that happens here, and relay it as a feed to television...

Standing on the balcony at the top, Duncan could see the island bread before him. The wind whipped through his hair, and accross his clothes. The two of them truly were alone. Alone with the exception of another camera that was hanging from the inside, above where the lamp and rotating mirror should...

"Right," Duncan said as he dashed down the stairs, meeting her at the base. "You haven't encountered anyone here, right?" After a mumble of assent, Duncan scanned the room again. being in the situation was nothing compared to reading about it, or hearing about the terrors through...

Duncan was the first to find the stairs. Looking upward, he noticed another room was near the top. Carefully clambering up the steps, he noticed a familiar coppery stench eminating from up there. On seeing what was there, he felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. The body of some girl was lying on the ...

((Continued from: Stand Up, Boy #53 )) Duncan had clearly underestimated just how tall the lighthouse building was, but as he finally arrived there, it was obvious that he had underestimated its height, and size. Though undoubtedly, a lot of that would just be a stairwell. Shortly after that girl h...

A drumming of gunshote. Jayne let out a slight whimper as she heard one boy shoot a spray of bullets at Bad Hair Day Kid. Obviously she herself was totally unharmed, but still, she didn't like how close those gunshote were to her current location. Refusing to look around, she edged forward even more...

There were reasons why Jayne had not moved along with Jason when he had advanced slightly. All this talk of girlfriend-boyfriend, was making her reminisce about live she once had, a life outside of this fucking island, a life she longed for again. She had been so happy then, with her family, her fri...

Jayne was on the ground again... she seemed to be spending a lot of time down here, she reflected as the boys talked on ahead. Yeah, let the men do the talking. Settling things like men, that's what they were doing: with guns. Jayne wondered whether or not she should say anything. After all, there w...

Jayne followed Stevan, as it made sense that he, as the bearer of the gun, should lead the way. Declining his cigarette, she walked slowly behind him, keeping her eyes and ears as alert as she could. It was a relief to be out of that hospital, away from the crusty smell issuing from the three corpse...

"Great, I'm a mule." Jayne mumbled to herself as she caught the various pills and bottles with varying degrees of clumsiness. "If we need medical attention, we will have to take some bandages as well." She wandered over to the other side of the room, and found a cabinet with some...

"Don't worry about that," Jayne said, sipping some water. "I'm a quiet drunk. I'm fairly quiet anyway. Besides, I've just had one glass." She looked at the boy, and zipped up her bag. It's rude to go trough other people's belongings without permission. Tsch. "Oh, and I don't...