Day 5 - Part 2

...The insides were probably 3x3 meters. Opposite of the side with the door, there were multiple bowls lined up. Most of them were filled with different types of berries, but a couple had water in them. On the side below the window, there was ripped up cotton in the shape of a bed, and on the opposite side of the room as that, there was a girl hunched over a log, either writing or drawing something(I couldn't tell because she was facing in the opposite direction(which also means that she didn't see me peering in on her)).

Realizing that she was the same girl who I saved from the Zombie, and getting devilishly mad at her for knocking me out and leaving me in the middle of the forest, I decided to have some fun with scaring her.

I ever so quietly sneaked through the window and crawled across the room until I was right behind her. Then I screamed one word directly into her ear as loud as I could

"BOO!"

She jerked up so fast and yelped so loud it was unbearable! I started rolling all over the floor and laughing loud enough to shake the entire tree, which did not seem to please her. As soon as she saw me, her face turned beet red and she started shrieking thousands of words at me, but I couldn't even try to hear them over the sound of my laughing.

After my lungs couldn't take any more of it, I finally calmed down, and tried to strike up a conversation.

"How's it going?"

"What is wrong with you!"

Apparently she wasn't much of a smooth talker, so I decided to get straight down to business.

"Sorry for that little joke, but I figured I should get you back for smacking me with your hatchet and leaving me to die."

At this she seemed to shy away, almost like she regretted what she did to me.

"I'm sorry for what happened that day, but there was nothing I could do. I was afraid you would hurt me, and by the time I gained control of myself you had already respawned."

"Respawned? What's that supposed to mean?"

"What? How did you kill one of those things without knowing what respawning is? I must of died and repawned at least ten times before getting my first kill..."

"Are you sick or something? You sound like you're talking about a video game."

"So you really don't know what Minecraft is... Do you at least remember any of the rules they told us?"

"Rules? They? Can you please explain this to me from the beginning? I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

"Well... I guess I can, but don't interrupt! It's a long story, and trying to remember it all makes my head hurt."

"My lips are sealed."

"Okay, it started when..."

In order to save paper since I only have a few sheets now, I will summarize everything she said.

Seven people(including us two) from around the US had gained entrance to what was supposed to be a beta version for the second series of the most popular game worldwide, which is Minceraft. These seven people all met at some mountain base in Wyoming, where the game maker was supposed to meet them. After entering the mountain base, a man walked up to them and stated the rules of the game...

Rule #1: In order for a player to win, all the other players need to lose.

Rule #2: The game will not end until a player wins.

Rule #3: In order for a player to lose, said player must be intentionally killed by another player.

...and immediately after that no one knows what happened. The girl said she remembers "A blinding light and then waking up in this empty tree house," but the events linking the light and the rules seem to have not happened at all.

"So did you understand all that?"

"Uh... I think so, but are you sure I'm not just dreaming or something?"

I don't know why, but for some reason that sentence seemed to make her go bonkers.

"You're not dreaming and you need to start taking this seriously! Do you have any idea what we've all been though! We were normal people living normal lives and suddenly everything was taken away from us! Why don't you understand?"

"Hey, don't worry about it. Just calm down. Now that we had the time to go over what happened, we should-"

"How could I possibly not worry about it? My family must be worried sick and all my-" *Sob "-friends are wondering what happened to me and I'm going to lose my job and.. and...-" *sniffle

"Are you crying?"

"I AM NOT CRYING!"

"Okay, okay, just hear me out for a minute. Why don't we eat some berries, go to sleep, and talk about this in the morning while you are done with your not crying. Then we'll be able to think about everything that's happened and find out what the best plan of action is."

"...alright..."

And that is exactly what happened(or close enough). I am writing this down right now while using the moonlight of the night in this super high tree house to my advantage. Also I made sure that sleeping beauty was out cold before starting my journal entry. I'm still not 100% sure if everything she said was true, and if it is true I need to be careful around her. Based on the rules she told me earlier, she could just be waiting until I fall asleep to get up and end me with her hatchet. Then again, now that I really look at her, she seems pretty harmless to me.

She is probably less than a head shorter than me, so pretty tall for a girl. Her long almond hair perfectly matches the dark brown of her eyes. She wore a tight-fitting white tank top under an unzipped pink jacket. Below the jacket was a small pink and white skirt with white leggings leading to simple pink and white sandals. So put simply, she was probably wearing the worst possible clothes anyone could ever have in this situation, with the exception of her shoes.

Then again, she did look stunningly beautiful. Her pink and white go perfectly together, and matches her personality spot-on. Even the shine in her hair would-

What the fuck am I writing? I'm supposed to be going over previous events and find out my plan of action for tomorrow. If I get distracted by something as simple as a girl, I'll never be able to make progress. I-

Ugh, I think the clicking of my pen is waking her up. Well for now I'll try to get some sleep and just figure things out in the morning. Good night to myself and whoever this girl is, and I pray for as much progress as I had today, tomorrow.

A/N: I hope you've enjoyed reading Day 5, Part 2! This was probably my favorite chapter so far, simply because it introduces another character and uses large amounts of dialogue, which felt interesting put into a journal-style writing. If you want to give me feedback on anything to do with One Lonely Survivor, don't be afraid to send in a review or PM! I read all messages sent to me no matter what!