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Kate sat on the hard wood steps leading up to the small house. The place she had fled from years ago, the place she had promised to never return to. But here she was on the steps were she sat as a young child listening to her parents argue. Life sucked, that was for sure. She flipped the top of the silver lighter, he should be home anytime now. If on cue she heard the old cattle truck rattle down the path blasting country music.

"Well heya girl. What are you doing here?" the rugged man said exiting the truck, obviously drunk. Her step father Wayne grabbed onto her repeating "Hey there" rather loudly. He was disgusting, her mom was too good for this creep. His breath reeked badly of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

"Alright, lets get you to bed." She said practically dragging him up the stairs. "Watch your step."

"What the hell is that smell?"

"Probably your breath"

She couldn't believe her mom was still with him after all he did to them.
"Sha right."

"Come on." Kate said lowering him onto the bed. She began to untie his shoes as he looked around drunkenly.

"You're beautiful." He muttered.
She ignored him, like always.

"Hey. Hey! I just gave you a compliment."

"Yeah I heard you." She said annoyed. Kate pulled the blankets on him.

"Aren't you going to take my pants off first?" he whispered seductively grabbing her arm and pulling her down to him.

"You are beautiful."

Thousands of insults swam in her head, but she just jerked away. She walked to the lamp and turned it off.
"Goodnight."

The fresh air hit her skin and Kate shivered as she walked outside. She hopped on her motorcycle. She was doing the right thing, Wayne had hurt her family for far to long. One part of her doubted what she was doing. What if she got caught? She stared at the house for a few minutes longer and then kicked her motorcycle in to gear. She sped of without looking back. Seconds later an explosion racked the house, engulfing it and its continents in flames. Kate didn't head back but kept riding letting the cool night wind blow back her curly mocha ringlets. She was free at last.

She was jolted out of her sleep by a persistent screaming. She sat up and opened her tired eye to the blackness, the inky blackness. It was so dark she couldn't see her hand a few inches from her face. The combination of the darkness and the piercing scream made Kate shiver, drawing the blankets tighter around her sweating form.
"Help me!" the voice screamed "They took her, they took her."
Kate groaned and tried to lie down so she could back to sleep. But the ladies voice kept ringing in her ears, she had heard it before like in a dream. Then something occurred to her, maybe this was all just a dream.

"Where are you talking me?" came a frantic shout "Please…please don't hurt me."
Curiosity got the best of Kate. She reluctantly threw the damp covers off and tiptoed to the door. As quietly as possible she slowly opened the door inch by inch until a small sliver of yellow hit her face. She winced as the light came in contact wither her pupils. As her crystal green eyes began to adjust to the brightness she noticed the frightened woman pinned up against the wall by two men in starch white coats. A black hexagon was printed on the back, the only sign of color. The woman's face was pale, deathly pale. Her eyes roamed frantically, looking for any means of escape. She opened her porcelain lips again but instead of screaming she spoke in a hushed tone.

"Why?" she said sadly, letting another salty tear fall down her ashen cheeks. "Why are you doing this to us?"

Kate watched in horror as the woman collapsed in her captors arms, which then moved back letting her fall to the floor. The woman who Kate could clearly see was oriental sat slumped against the wall sobbing for her loss, sobbing for mankind.

"What happened to us?" she wailed "What have we done to deserve this?"

Kate could feel her eyes well up with unshed tears for the woman she didn't even know. Something about this situation made her hurt deep inside, deep in her heart. Through blurry eyes Kate watched as the stoic guards grabbed her harshly by the arms, thrusting a needle into her bicep. She watched unmoving as the guards dragged the woman down the hall, silence once again restored to the building. After closing the door quietly Kate slid to the floor her head in her hands, trying to process what had happened.

"I'm so sorry Sun." she whispered.
The name had hit her suddenly. It was a name she knew well, but didn't know why. It had something to do with the plane crash. Alex said they were on some sort of island, maybe Sun was a survivor just like Jack.

Jack, the man who's name gave her butterflies every time she thought about him. He was a handsome doctor, she remembered that. Where was he now? Kate sniffled and then crawled back into bed, pulling the twisted covers as close to her body as possible. She felt so lonely. Besides Alex she had no one else to talk to. It was times like this when she wished Jack was beside her, holding her tight.