Emma lied in one spot like a dumbass while the altercation between John and Anton took place. She realized how stupid she was as John turned to face her with an evil smile on his lips. A fierce burst of adrenaline erupted in Emma's body as she remembered how awesome living was. She was instantly on ...

White light erupted behind Emma's eyes as the tire iron collided solidly with her skull, tearing her ear a little and loosening a couple of her back teeth in her gums. Her body was thrown sharply sideways at the ground, and skidded limply over rocks and puddles in her path. John's laughter, be it re...

The sound of her sword hitting the ground was like the tolling of a death knell. The way he looked at her made her feel as though she was covered in bugs. She'd been frozen in place by the horror he evoked in her with his eyes. In that moment her weapon had been knocked away and Emmanuelle Babineaux...

Emma wasn't comprehending a word John was saying. Her legs wobbled uneasily as he began to creep closer to her. Shuffling her feet a little and biting her lip, she began to brace herself for whatever was coming...except he was still talking at her. Being crazy made John quite a chatterbox. As John l...

"I saw enough!" she said, trying to keep her voice strong. The truth was that she hadn't seen anything, but Emma didn't care. She wanted out. Agitated, she removed her sword from her open daypack. "Don't come any closer! I don't want any more to do with you!" She kept trying to b...

((Emma from The Science of Selling Yourself )) All Emma needed to hear was the sound of Cara's body hit the ground like a large sack of rotten vegetables. John stood at the cliff, looking smug. This is what he had offered to her. He'd kill everyone until it was only the two of them left. Then what? ...

Oh, shit. My gun. "About that..." Becky wasn't sure what she could say without sounding like an complete idiot. Fuck it. "I had to run out of a dangerzone yesterday and um, my pack didn't exactly make it out with me." Reddening, Becky went on. "It had a gun- a musket, actua...

"Oh my God. Shut up. Kiss me more." Becky was bursting with emotion. For the first time in days, she was not thinking about survival. About bodies and the people who put them there. She wasn't even thinking about her weapon, lying in the middle of a dangerzone a few miles away; or her bloo...

((G51 Start)) Becky had awoken earlier that day to the sound of her collar beeping. She'd paniced, and sprinted as fast as she could over the cool sand. After her collar became silent again, Becky stopped to catch her breath. It was then she realized something awful. Her duffle bag. She'd left it in...

Jake Henkie stumbled out of the jungle and was greeted by the sea. The breeze filled his lungs and cooled his hot skin as he gulped the air thirstily, letting the rain stream down his face. Running had made him exhausted, and he was pleased to see that there was no one around. Oh, no one alive , it ...

I can't do this shit anymore. Denise couldn't help but be completely unimpressed with the lack of organization in S.A.D.D. She'd been a member for nearly a whole 24 hours and she only had a vague idea of what the group stood for. Was there a plan? Was there a method for achieving this plan? How did...

The stagnant air in the chapel was getting to Denise. She looked at the butt of her cigarette that she'd extinguished moments before. Reflexively removing the pack from her pocket, she examined what remained after five ( Seven? More? ) days on the island. Nine white cylinders rolled around inside he...

Denise followed Neil & Co. into the chapel. Two more people were inside: Hannah, the "Magic Hat Girl" and Warren Pace. A double-take was in order. Didn't Warren and Quincy hate eachother? "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Grunge Man..." she heard Quincy say. "Grunge ...

Denise absently returned Neil's smile, more concerned with what had happened to the kid on the ground. "Oh, Joe..." Joseph Cande was bleeding freely down his arm. He was being hoisted up by Neil and James Ellet. Denise wondered if they had all been at the barracks too, since she didn't rem...

Suddenly John wanted to leave the chapel again. It seemed as though their visitors had spooked him. Emma hesitated before following him. It was a hard truth to face, but there it was: John Rizzolo was a bossy douche. She didn't feel any of the warmth she once felt when speaking to him. He'd expresse...