Jack walked back so that he was lined up with Kate. Her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were wide. She didn't remember what it looked like. Had she even seen it before? She didn't know. Kate was too confused to think about anything that moment but to run. She turned around and was about to, but Jack stopped her by grabbing her forearm. She looked back at him, shocked, and he shook his head. He quietly told her, "I don't hear it anymore. Do you?"

"...No," she admitted. "B-But it might be back, Jack! Whatever it is!..."

"I know, I know," he said, backing up again. He gestured for her to follow. She nodded, and did. Kate didn't want that thing to come back. And she knew that Jack didn't want it to either. Jack's hand slid down from her forearm to her hand. But he didn't seen to notice. Kate wanted to smile, but forced it away. There were better things to think about. Like, if they were to live or not. Then that's when they heard that deafening roar again. She felt like rolling her eyes. Suspense, suspense, suspense.

"Here," Jack said, pointing to the clump of trees hurriedly. Kate got inside and into the middle, and Jack followed. He poked his head out to see what was happening, as roars and wild shrieks shook the jungle.

"Jack!" Kate snapped, pulling him into the center. "What are you doing? It's going to see you!"

"Oh," Jack said. He put his hands over his ears. When was it going to stop? The sound was getting louder and louder by the second! Kate also had her ears covered. Jack's eyes widened. "It's getting closer, Kate." He stared at her thoughtfully. It was as if his mind told her mind something, and she nodded. She ran out with Jack following her, and they made a run for it. A run for their lives.

"Kate, keep running!" Jack cried. But she already knew that. Why the hell would she stop for? To tie her shoelace or something? Jack panted tiredly. At least it wasn't raining, he thought gratefully. That would've completed things.

"Jack, where-!" Kate cried, at a cliff. She looked down the steep hill that led to the bottom of another ground level. She gulped, swallowing up all her courage, and began to slide down quickly. She got scraped. And badly. She cried out in pain.

"Kate-!" Jack cried, looking around for a quicker way to get down. He ran to the side and began to hurriedly run down the not-so-steep ledge that led to the bottom. He watched as Kate went in a completely different direction when she reached the bottom. He gasped. No. Not again. "Kate, no!" But she couldn't hear. His hears felt as if they were about to explode. He started to run in her direction. But that was...where?

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Kate ran blindly through the jungle. She didn't want to die. Not just yet. It was too much already. Too much to take up in her life. No more friends, no more enemies, no more...nothing. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Sad, confused, angry tears. She hadn't done what she wanted to do yet. And that was to tell him. Then she thought, No, not again...

Kate looked around. That was were she had tripped. But she wasn't going to do that again. Not now, not ever. She turned around and started to run.

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"Oh, no," Jack said. "Kate? Hey, Kate!" He didn't stop running. He ran wherever he thought that Kate was at. But he himself didn't even know where that was.

"Kate, please! Just say something so I can hear you!"

That's when that roar - oh, the roar - finally stopped. Jack sighed, stopping as well to catch his breath. He put his hands over his mouth and cried out her name again once more, "Kate! Kate...please..." He shut his eyes, defeated, and looked down, panting heavily. "Shit."

He ran, although a little slower than before, and frowned. At least he was running. Then he ended up there. At that spot. That dreaded spot where Kate had forgotten him. Forgotten everything she knew about him. And not just him, but everything... Every little moment they shared together. Jack looked around, blinking away tears. He hated loosing someone like that... One second they knew you, the next one they have no idea who you are.

"Kate...," he said, about to give up. But then he stopped. Jack wouldn't give up and he knew it. He wasn't like that. In other peoples times of need, it was so easy to be there for them...but when it came to himself, he didn't even know where he was. "No." He shook his head and thought this was ridiculous. He was arguing with himself! He looked down...and saw something. Was it a...shoe?

Kate's shoe?

He quickly walked around the corner of the tree. It was. There she was, that is. Lying there, lifeless...