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reality alters ::Ana:: « Thread Started on Dec 30, 2007, 4:34pm »
It's only rumors Sawyer, only rumors. Don't believe in what you hear.
With these words, the man that was now walking through the jungle, tried to calm himself. To control and ensure himself that nothing was true. It simply couldn't be true. The graves, how could they be empty? How could people be walking again? His own logic kept telling him that this was a joke. A stupid joke to scare everyone. It could even be the Others. Trying to get them off guard again.
But yet, he couldn't help not to find out the truth. How could everyone be saying that the graves, the ones they had dug up themselves be empty? How could the dead be walking again?
The man stopped walking and looked around. One hand moved though his head, pushing away the long hair that had fallen on his forehead. He had started to sweat, but he didn't care. He was an optimist as always and he believed that it would rain any minute now. Too bad Arzt didn't have a grave to get up and tell them.
But out of all those people, buried near the beach where the sun could smile at them, and the sea could refresh their graves, there was only one Sawyer was interested in finding. One that had influenced part of his life here on the island.
But where could this one person be? He knew she was a loner. at least that's what he could tell from the time they had been together. Would she return so easily back to the beach however. No, he doubted that. The first place Sawyer decided to check was the jungle around the beach. She would never go too deep unless she wanted revenge or was carrying guns.
A weird sensation inside his throat reminded the poor castaway that he needed to get some water. Looking around, Sawyer realised that he knew this path. It leaded to the caves, a place he never thought he'd find himself at again. Smirking, he made his way towards there, thinking of the cold water that could be found within the walls of the ancient cave. It was a place rarely used by the survivors any more, quite the place for someone who wanted to hide. And as he reached the entrance to the caves, he couldn't keep thinking if Ana Lucia would be in there. She never learned about this place right? Or did she?
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Re: reality alters ::Ana:: « Reply #1 on Dec 30, 2007, 5:12pm »
Her nails had grime and dirt underneath them, it looked like she practically crawled out of the ground. Ana-Lucia felt the rain come down from the air, falling on her petite form and she found herself crawling on the ground for a few seconds until she had enough energy to pull herself back up. No gun. No knife, nothing. There was still blood on her black tank top, but no wound. Her hair was drenched and fell around her shoulders.
And it was at that moment that she had seen someone pass by, they had fear in their minds, Ana could sense it. But who was it? Then it hit her. A flashback, of the couple in the jungle, and the way she had treated him, the woman breathed out a sigh as she trudged on and managed to head to where he was. Finally finding that space, her hazel hues stared at his figure.
"Sawyer..." raspy voice exhaled, it was a light tone, but it held sadness. Her eyes held sadness as well, and if it wasn't raining you could swear she was crying.