I've had this chapter written for forever, and I forgot to put it up... Sorry about that.
Know Your Stars:
Ana-Lucia Cortez
'Know your stars. Know your stars. Know your stars.'
"Um, what's going on here?"
'Ana-Lucia Cortez, she is a ghost.'
"You're right. I am a ghost."
'Ana-Lucia, she goes boo.'
"That is a stereotype! No ghosts say boo!"
'You do.'
"No I don't."
'You just did.'
"Whatever."
'Ana-Lucia, she and Libby haunt the hatch.'
"Right now, I'm haunting Michael. If he thinks he can leave this island, he has another thought coming to him! He'll never leave! I-"
'Ana-Lucia, she fell off a bus.'
"Hey! You interrupted me! And you changed the subject!"
'Ana-Lucia, she died by falling off a bus.'
"No. Michael shot me."
'That's what they want you to think.'
"Who's they?"
'The Powers That Be.'
"Why would The Powers That Be want people to think Michael shot me if he really didn't?"
'How should I know? I just come up with this stuff. Anyway, Ana-Lucia, she died by swallowing a knife.'
"Here we go again."
'Ana-Lucia, she was attacked by juggling chickens.'
"That's just stupid. Why would juggling chickens attack me?" Suddenly, a pack of juggling chickens surrounded her, pecking her to death. She tried to fight them off, but to no avail, and soon she was lying on the floor. Dead. "Wait a second!" she called out, standing up. "I can't die. I'm already dead."
'And now you know, Ana-Lucia.'
Next Chapter: You decide the fate of us all...