Begining of the end: start B71
Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2018 6:06 pm
Scott jameson had been awaken for over an hour. he could be found Lying under an old boat. It was riddled with bullets from a powerful firearm. Must of been a gunfight here.
He had already read his copy of the games leaflet and eaten half of his stale loaf of bread, it needed to last hom, but he was nervous, it took his mind of things.
Every now and again he would here gnshots, screams, and of course the famous announcements. He hadnt heard of his fellow baseball team yet and o him that was relaxing thought. Maybe he could find them, team up and fight his way out of the game? By either winning or escaping. He didnt care how but he had to get of the island, Little did he know that his only way out was death.
He knew he wasnt safe but he was scared stiff, he dare'nt move, Like when you were young and you thought there was a monster under you bed, You didnt want to move incase the monster jumped out and grabbed you and the only protection you had was to lay perfectly still untill you fell asleep or your parents came in to check on you.
"Oh man, what have i gotten into this time?" he whispered to himself as he lay there out in the open under the old row boat. He packek away his things carefully. His bottled water, half a loaf of bread and his designated weapon, A god damn brick.
He slowly got up and strapped the bag as tightly around his back as he could before he took that first life changing step.
more steps were followed and shortly his walking would be replaced with running. he didnt know where he was going but he had to find his friends.
((Continued in: Girl *70 START))
He had already read his copy of the games leaflet and eaten half of his stale loaf of bread, it needed to last hom, but he was nervous, it took his mind of things.
Every now and again he would here gnshots, screams, and of course the famous announcements. He hadnt heard of his fellow baseball team yet and o him that was relaxing thought. Maybe he could find them, team up and fight his way out of the game? By either winning or escaping. He didnt care how but he had to get of the island, Little did he know that his only way out was death.
He knew he wasnt safe but he was scared stiff, he dare'nt move, Like when you were young and you thought there was a monster under you bed, You didnt want to move incase the monster jumped out and grabbed you and the only protection you had was to lay perfectly still untill you fell asleep or your parents came in to check on you.
"Oh man, what have i gotten into this time?" he whispered to himself as he lay there out in the open under the old row boat. He packek away his things carefully. His bottled water, half a loaf of bread and his designated weapon, A god damn brick.
He slowly got up and strapped the bag as tightly around his back as he could before he took that first life changing step.
more steps were followed and shortly his walking would be replaced with running. he didnt know where he was going but he had to find his friends.
((Continued in: Girl *70 START))