Claire rubbed her bump of a stomach. That was the one thing she did remember, that she was pregnant. The trees towered over her as she shuffled about on the rock she was sitting on, trying to get comfortable. Although it was dark from the trees, it was still hot. Claire was sweating a bit and her hair was still greasy, she refused to get changed or do anything as she couldn't quite take it all in yet. She had survived a plane crash, and been living on an island for two weeks. The last thing she remembered she was happily on that plane. She licked her lips every now and then to soothe them, which made her look as though she was wearing bright red lipstick. They were chapped from the hot weather. She heard footsteps coming towards her, as she turned around to see a young man. He had a big, fake smile on which wasn't comforting at all. He came over to her, a bit too close, and sat down.
"You ok?" Charlie smiled cheerfully. Claire paused for a long moment, until she finally spoke.
"I take it I know you then?" Her voice was miserable and worn down. She wasn't in the mood for a chat, she just wanted to be alone yet she didn't want to sound rude. She didn't even know the guy.
"Indeed you do. We were quite good friends actually... still are... maybe...?" Charlie stopped talking incase he went any further with his awkward words. He didn't know what to say to her, she was completely different now. Claire nodded, and smiled politely.
"Do you mind if... if I just go for a walk, I need to clear my head."
"Sure, sure fine. Although, I don't mean to scare you but whoever took you are probably still out there. I don't think it's safe to go alone."
"I'm not alone," Claire rubbed her stomach as she looked down and smiled at it.
"I've got this little one right here." She looked at Charlie and smiled.
"Thanks for the chat..." she said as she turned around and began to walk away.
Claire dragged her feet through the leaves as she stumbled along. It's hard carrying a huge weight when you are such a tiny person. She was so worn out from everything. It was like she had changed from this bubbly, sweet bundle of happiness, to this tired, worn out, confused wreck. She kept on walking, her mind working so hard to remember something of her past two weeks... nothing. Her foot suddenly hit something hard.
"Ouch!" She screwed up her face as she bent down to rub her foot, which was a bit of an effort. She looked around to see what she had hit, then she saw something shiny peeking through a gap in the leaves. She brushed the leaves away to reveal a square shaped piece of metal. She attempted to pick it up just to realise it was stuck to the ground. She continued to push away the leaves and dirt, revealing more and more of this mysterious thing. She kept going until eventually she had got to the end. It was a huge, round metal block, with a square in the middle looking down at something.
Claire sat there, knees dug into the ground, hair pushed back off her face and fingernails brown with dirt. She looked around, just to check that she was alone. Had she just discovered this? Does everyone know about this already? Why did she have to discover it? The one person who has no idea what's going on on this island. She still couldn't completely trust these people, for all she knew she could on some gameshow and these were the sick people that set her up. She had never felt more alone, therefore she had to deal with this on her own. She shuffled towards it on her knees, whilst holding her hands up not knowing where to start. She bent down to the middle bit as she looked through it and cupped her eyes with her hands. All she could see was black, never ending black. She sat up quickly and bit her lip, as her eyebrows went down in a confused expression. She knocked on it a few times, but that didn't seem to help. In the end she gave in and started banging on it, pressing her ear up against it every now and again. Claire sat up feeling quite frustrated right now. She leant back on her heals and frowned, whilst rubbing her belly softly. She had to go back to the camp now and face the crowd of strange people. Jack was the obvious leader to her, so if she was going to tell anyone about this she would tell him.
Suddenly a light appeared. It was coming from the middle of the hatch and it made a long ray of light above. Was there someone down there?
