The Scent of Fear in the Jungle of Fear
The Fifth Installment
Sayid felt tired. He worried that it was the sickness. But he knew it couldn't be because he had received a vaccine from his days in the Chinese Iraqi War of 1987.
Sayid looked at his son, Aaron. Aaron had long, flowing blond locks, like his mother, Claire, a black curly beard like his father, Sayid
"My father," Aaron said obsequiously, "Wence shall help come?"
"Never, my little frankenstein of an adult son, for we are trapped in a quandary of love, hope, hatches, and a polar bear that is sleeping in my tent."
Jin could feel his temper reaching a disproportionate level as he watched his rival, Jack, eat a mango. Then Mr Eko picked Jack up and said, "Come, sweet, innocent Jack, for we are needed by God. And Desmond"
And once again, like to reunited lobsters, Mr Eko and Jack ran. They ran for hope. They ran for love
They ran from each other
They ran for each other
Desmonnd scratched at his fake beard. "Are you sure, brother, that this is the best of ideas?"
Locke smeared his face with pink rouge, "Desmond, it is the only way. We must disguise ourselves to trap the others and put them into the hatch. Now zipper the back of my dress."
Charlie and Hurley continued to throw darts and Walt, who was tied to a tree
Then Boone's ghost came!
"oooooooohhh my frieeeeeeennnnndsssss, yoooooooouuu muuuuuuuuststtttt eeeeeaaaaaaaat thhhhhhheeeeeeeee dhaaaaaaaaarrrrrmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaa pieeeeeeee"
Michael touched Ana Lucia's face tenderly. They embraced and then Ana Lucia slapped Michael across the face
"Why you shoot me Michael? WHY!"
Michael Screamed, "I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD?"
THE END! (I hope not!)
