(Chapter 13: Running)
From the Journal of Sarah Rodriguez:
So, here we are, running. Running where? I have no idea whatsoever, I mean I know where we are going but what is going to be there, that is another issue entirely. Mister Christy is dead. The ambulances came roaring in last night, though all they were really doing was bringing in another body. Another one off the list. Tina, Rhonda, Mr. Christy, these are people I know, people I care about. They're dying. I can see things though, so can Mike. Mike… What is it with me and Mike? We share something, a bond deeper than any I ever had with Tina, than any he had with Tyler, deeper than I think either of us have with anyone else. It's more than friendship, that much I am sure. I did have a crush on him at one time, but that was when we were kids, but is there still something? I'd like to think so. He's the only person so far who really understands.
So far, Mike has the order figured out this much, according to the picture and what we can figure out from the dreams:
Rhonda - X
Darwin - X
Mike - I intervened, skipped to Tina
Tina - X
Mr. Christy - X
Rudy
Clinton
Nick
Lori
Katie
Me
I'm not looking forward to my turn on the list, but if the people Mr. Christy sent us to is any help, this could work out all right. Maybe they have some magic spell, or some loophole in the design, something, anything that they could help us with. Right now we're travelling together. Nicks van can fit us all, a little tight at time, but it helps. We try not to leave it whenever we can, only get out to get gas, food or to sleep in sleeping bags. It's our first day on the road, we're halfway there. Mike said drive through the night, but we all needed the rest. One week from today it is Christmas. Fancy that. Two days ago all eleven of us were alive. Somehow I don't think any one of us is going to survive this thing.
Convincing everyone to come was a bit difficult. Katie and Rudy listened enough, and though they didn't believe a word we said, they agreed to come along to figure it out. Rudy is a real sport here, he's eager to please and is willing to help us figure this thing out. Lori, she's another problem entirely. I heard of a song once called "The Bitch is Back." You know that song? In her case, the bitch never left. She came kicking and screaming, almost literally. Clinton couldn't even convince her. I think what we've done is technically kidnap her, but if we don't stick together here, we're all going to die. It's our only hope. Mike and I, we're doing our best to keep everyone alive, though I don't know if we can do it.
We've been on the road for one day now, and more and more I see the sweet guy I always knew. He's got troubles, but now we all do. I don't know, but I might be falling for him. How could something so wonderful come from something so horrible?
Things To Remember: Mike is a friend, nothing more, yet… The Watchers. Who are they? They're in Nevada, nothing more to know. Mike said Mr. Christy told him that they knew about this, that they'd know what to do. I hope he's right.
From the Journal of Sarah Rodriguez:
So, here we are, running. Running where? I have no idea whatsoever, I mean I know where we are going but what is going to be there, that is another issue entirely. Mister Christy is dead. The ambulances came roaring in last night, though all they were really doing was bringing in another body. Another one off the list. Tina, Rhonda, Mr. Christy, these are people I know, people I care about. They're dying. I can see things though, so can Mike. Mike… What is it with me and Mike? We share something, a bond deeper than any I ever had with Tina, than any he had with Tyler, deeper than I think either of us have with anyone else. It's more than friendship, that much I am sure. I did have a crush on him at one time, but that was when we were kids, but is there still something? I'd like to think so. He's the only person so far who really understands.
So far, Mike has the order figured out this much, according to the picture and what we can figure out from the dreams:
Rhonda - X
Darwin - X
Mike - I intervened, skipped to Tina
Tina - X
Mr. Christy - X
Rudy
Clinton
Nick
Lori
Katie
Me
I'm not looking forward to my turn on the list, but if the people Mr. Christy sent us to is any help, this could work out all right. Maybe they have some magic spell, or some loophole in the design, something, anything that they could help us with. Right now we're travelling together. Nicks van can fit us all, a little tight at time, but it helps. We try not to leave it whenever we can, only get out to get gas, food or to sleep in sleeping bags. It's our first day on the road, we're halfway there. Mike said drive through the night, but we all needed the rest. One week from today it is Christmas. Fancy that. Two days ago all eleven of us were alive. Somehow I don't think any one of us is going to survive this thing.
Convincing everyone to come was a bit difficult. Katie and Rudy listened enough, and though they didn't believe a word we said, they agreed to come along to figure it out. Rudy is a real sport here, he's eager to please and is willing to help us figure this thing out. Lori, she's another problem entirely. I heard of a song once called "The Bitch is Back." You know that song? In her case, the bitch never left. She came kicking and screaming, almost literally. Clinton couldn't even convince her. I think what we've done is technically kidnap her, but if we don't stick together here, we're all going to die. It's our only hope. Mike and I, we're doing our best to keep everyone alive, though I don't know if we can do it.
We've been on the road for one day now, and more and more I see the sweet guy I always knew. He's got troubles, but now we all do. I don't know, but I might be falling for him. How could something so wonderful come from something so horrible?
Things To Remember: Mike is a friend, nothing more, yet… The Watchers. Who are they? They're in Nevada, nothing more to know. Mike said Mr. Christy told him that they knew about this, that they'd know what to do. I hope he's right.