Kill. Kill. Who would do that? Who would kill? For no reason? These words became a mantra in Jack's head as he knelt over the young girl, covered in blood, that he had found in the jungle. He had seen her before, but only at a distance.

"Jack!" she exclaimed as more blood came gushing out her mouth and stomach from the knife that had been previously stuck there.

Jack grabbed onto her paling hand. "Who was it? Who did this to you?" He winced slightly as the thick red began to contrast with the green of the jungle floor.

Her breathing became shallower by the second. Jack tried to apply pressure to her wounds, but she stopped him.

"Please, just leave it. Listen, Jack, Claire's still alive. He told me."

She closed her eyes.

"Who? Who did this?"

With her last breath she whispered, "Ethan."

So I hope all you readers new and old enjoyed. Crap I'm freaking tired. I am so depressed after Lost tonight. Well, at least that's when I write best. I know like everyone hates Ethan but he's so cool! I didn't like the last half. I'm sure that J.J. Abrams will bring us something really good next then. He won't let it fall. Anyway, this was a prelude thing, so its supposed to be short. Please rr! Pweety peese?

disclaimer- lost belongs to abc