Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Erin.
A/N: It's been done before, and it'll be done again. I figure everyone writes one at some point, and here's mine. :)
Nothing LOTR related really comes into this chapter; this is mainly exposition. You can expect something next chapter, however.
Also, if anyone has any title suggestions, I'm open to hearing them. ;)
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Erin was cold, tired, hungry, and cranky. Actually, she wasn't extremely cold (just her feet), because, luckily for her, before she had disappeared from home to here (where ever "here" was), she had been wearing her warm, black hoodie and her tan-slightly-baggy cargo pants, which where made out of some kind of nylon, and were lined with a sweatpants type material. But she was still tired, hungry, and cranky. She didn't know where she was, how she got there, or why she was there, all she knew was that she had been tramping across this goddamned prairie for a long time and she wanted some goddamned answers!
Extremely frustrated and confused, Erin sat down cross-legged in the middle of the field. "Argh! This is so stupid. It makes no sense. I can't just fall asleep on the couch and then wake up all alone in a field! It… it…" she buried her face in her hands. It was frightening, and Erin hated being scared. What if she never saw her family again? What if she died here, and all the search and rescue teams found was her rotting carcass? She doubted that it would come to that, but what if…
She sighed, and looked up again towards the horizon. The sun was setting, and she didn't know how many hours of light she had left before it was gone completely. Erin had to find shelter before then, or god knows what could happen. Trouble was, as Erin scanned her surroundings for the thousandth time, she didn't see anything that she could hunker down in for a night or so. Just miles upon miles of grass. Lovely. She sighed again, stood up, dusted herself off, and began walking again in the same direction as before. She couldn't just sit there forever; nothing ever got done that way. Maybe she would find something, maybe she wouldn't, but she wouldn't know if she didn't try. Plus, Erin hoped that the exercise would continue to allow her to focus on her more immediate problems, of food, shelter, and drink, and keep her fears from taking over.
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The next morning Erin woke up far too early, in her opinion. The sun had just begun to come up, and she hadn't exactly had the best night's sleep. When the sun had gone down the night before and she still hadn't seen any thing that she could use as shelter, Erin had simply laid down where she had been standing (after first checking for rocks and anything else unpleasant, of course). After taking a few moments to gather her wits, Erin sat up and looked around. "Damn. Still here," she thought to herself. Her stomach growled and she turned her attention to the fact that the basic needs of biology could not be ignored for long. The most pressing of these was something to drink, followed by the fact that some food would be helpful right now, and then, of course, there was a little matter of going to the bathroom. It didn't matter if there was no one around, Erin still felt funny about just squatting down and doing her business in the middle of a field. Wearily she brought herself to her feet and, once again, began walking. She briefly wondered how long she could keep this up without food and water. "No matter, just have to keep moving, you'll find something eventually…" that hope was all she felt she had to cling on to at that point, and she had it in a death grip.
A/N: It's been done before, and it'll be done again. I figure everyone writes one at some point, and here's mine. :)
Nothing LOTR related really comes into this chapter; this is mainly exposition. You can expect something next chapter, however.
Also, if anyone has any title suggestions, I'm open to hearing them. ;)
~*~*~*~*~
Erin was cold, tired, hungry, and cranky. Actually, she wasn't extremely cold (just her feet), because, luckily for her, before she had disappeared from home to here (where ever "here" was), she had been wearing her warm, black hoodie and her tan-slightly-baggy cargo pants, which where made out of some kind of nylon, and were lined with a sweatpants type material. But she was still tired, hungry, and cranky. She didn't know where she was, how she got there, or why she was there, all she knew was that she had been tramping across this goddamned prairie for a long time and she wanted some goddamned answers!
Extremely frustrated and confused, Erin sat down cross-legged in the middle of the field. "Argh! This is so stupid. It makes no sense. I can't just fall asleep on the couch and then wake up all alone in a field! It… it…" she buried her face in her hands. It was frightening, and Erin hated being scared. What if she never saw her family again? What if she died here, and all the search and rescue teams found was her rotting carcass? She doubted that it would come to that, but what if…
She sighed, and looked up again towards the horizon. The sun was setting, and she didn't know how many hours of light she had left before it was gone completely. Erin had to find shelter before then, or god knows what could happen. Trouble was, as Erin scanned her surroundings for the thousandth time, she didn't see anything that she could hunker down in for a night or so. Just miles upon miles of grass. Lovely. She sighed again, stood up, dusted herself off, and began walking again in the same direction as before. She couldn't just sit there forever; nothing ever got done that way. Maybe she would find something, maybe she wouldn't, but she wouldn't know if she didn't try. Plus, Erin hoped that the exercise would continue to allow her to focus on her more immediate problems, of food, shelter, and drink, and keep her fears from taking over.
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The next morning Erin woke up far too early, in her opinion. The sun had just begun to come up, and she hadn't exactly had the best night's sleep. When the sun had gone down the night before and she still hadn't seen any thing that she could use as shelter, Erin had simply laid down where she had been standing (after first checking for rocks and anything else unpleasant, of course). After taking a few moments to gather her wits, Erin sat up and looked around. "Damn. Still here," she thought to herself. Her stomach growled and she turned her attention to the fact that the basic needs of biology could not be ignored for long. The most pressing of these was something to drink, followed by the fact that some food would be helpful right now, and then, of course, there was a little matter of going to the bathroom. It didn't matter if there was no one around, Erin still felt funny about just squatting down and doing her business in the middle of a field. Wearily she brought herself to her feet and, once again, began walking. She briefly wondered how long she could keep this up without food and water. "No matter, just have to keep moving, you'll find something eventually…" that hope was all she felt she had to cling on to at that point, and she had it in a death grip.