Hey guys! This is another little idea that made itself into my mind while I was brainstorming ideas, so I wrote it down. I guess there are slight spoilers for Tabula Rasa. This takes place at the end when Jack tells Kate, "3 days ago we all died. We should all be able to start over. I hope you like it!
I really don't think that we all died the day that plane crashed. I know Jack meant it figuratively, but still, it makes you think, doesn't it? It's all probable, really. Our plane crashed, we were stranded on a massive island, but rescue hadn't come. We were free to be uncivilized. Yet some people, like me, would never truly be free. If we were all dead, was the island heaven? Or was it some sick, twisted version of hell? I didn't care to find out, but that problem still found its way to the front of my mind, refusing to go away. I gave in. If this was an in-between then, how could the marshal die? It was a puzzle I couldn't solve, and it bothered me. I tried to distract myself, signing up for nearly all of the missions, but it never worked. I would always come back to my tent, and the thought would resurface, along with even newer, stranger questions. I knew Jack meant it figuratively, but what if he was right? What if we all were really dead?
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