Night 1
The survivors looked out into the Jungle. As the sun set, and the whispers began, some turned on each other.
The man from Iraq decided he wanted to know more about someone, but the whispers from the jungle made him change his target. He approached a man and used his own unique brand of violence to extract the answers he wanted.
The Korean gangster intercepted his target and wrestled him to the ground. A French woman in the trees quietly observed a member of the group. Poor Boone Carlyle made the mistake of following a black kid into the jungle he would not be heard from for a while.
Michael decided that there was only one way of this island and he began to build a raft. 'Should only take 5 more days' he thought.
John Locke stood up and began to speak.
'Friends, if we're going to survive this we need to start working together and find out whatever it is out there. Let's stop fighting and start preparing.
With that Black smoke bellowed out of the jungle. It tried to kill one of the party but his training meant he was able to escape it... for now. It then headed back into the jungle and tried to infect another person with its darkness, fortunately for everyone else, the character in question was hiding in a hatch.
'Whoa, that was weird' remarked the rotund man. He looked around the survivors, and noticed something strange.
'Dude, were you on the plane?'
'What are you talking about?' enquired a plain looking man.
'I have a really good memory and I don't remember you being on there.'
'Well that is unfortunate' remarked the man. 'Unfortunate, because I cannot leave you alive with this knowledge.'
He produced a knife and started to walk towards the portly fellow.
'Er dude, I probably wouldn't do that.'
'Oh and why is that?'
'Because I'm kind of cursed. Bad things happen to those around me.'
'Hehe, you don't think I'm going to fall for....'
With that the stranger tripped over and fell on his own knife.
'Sorry dude, tried to warn you.'
Shaun Hewitt is dead. He was Ethan Rom, Others aligned Creepy Mole
With the rising of the sun, and the threat subsided for now, 3 members of the tail section of the plane walked out of the jungle.
'We've been searching for you.' declared Mr. Eko.
It is now day
