Today I Am Alone
Prologue – Day 1, 7am
Bailey Pickett
Impossible - not able to occur, exist or be done. But why is the world desperate to prove me wrong? When I woke up, the SS Tipton was grounded: possible. One problem, we were in the middle of some godforsaken ocean: impossible.
Once again my world blacked out around me.
London Tipton
One, get my nails done. Two, get my hair done. Four, count my diamonds. Five… hmmm… oh yeah, buy new clothes for James!
All of a sudden I began to scream.
And I couldn't stop! I put my hands to my ears, but I could still hear myself screaming. STOP! STOP! I began to rock back and forth.
James! Where's James?
Zack Martin
I reached out for that familiar warmth but all I felt was a hard metal surface. Oh god, my head. I stroked the back my head and felt a warm sticky substance. I put my fingers and front of me and saw deep red. My breathing became laboured and I quickly tried to wipe it off me.
All it took was a piercing scream for everything to come flashing back.
Fuck. Where's my son?
Cody Martin
What have I done?
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