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'Ugh.. ouch... where is it... aha... oh no.. nooo! damn...' mumbled a heavy foreign accent, although in perfect english.

The purple haired girl bent down into a patch of stinging nettles to retrieve her mobile phone which must of fallen out of the tear in her bag.

She kicked the ground when she saw a rock impaled into the screen, which most likely hit the circuit board behind it, thus breaking her phone.

The young woman sighed and threw it as far as she could... it was no use to her now, was it?

She glanced around her, and then up to the sky. She could still hear it so clearly... she could still hear the gun shots and the screams... but the bomb.. that was the worst.

She remembered sitting on the egde of the Skyland, totally oblivious to the helicopters behind her, until they came up right in front of her of course. She didnt' know

what to do, where to look, she was told they wouldn't be so close.

And the shooting, oh gosh, that did really piss her off, who are they to shoot at her?

She could remember 2D's high pitched screams from the roof of Feel Good Inc, Murdoc's yells and cusses and Russel's booming voice of encouragement, just to run that bit further and hide as quick as possible.

None of this was meant to happen, not for real.

Yeah, the helicopters were meant to be there, and yeah they were meant to shoot, but fake bullets, polystyrene bullets, not real fucking metal ones!

The island was meant to go down, with fake fire, that fake stuff... not real fucking flames!!

And the bomb... that was NOT scheduled. Not at all.

Noodle sighed and was glad she's parachuted off the island, even if the parachute was pierced by some flying debris, she's still alive now. Just.

Noodle looked around and realised she was slap bang in the middle of a field, just on the outskirts of Essex.

'That would be good... if only i knew my way through Essex and back home' she sighed.

She couldn't ask anyone for directions, because then she'd never get home.. too much media coverage and too much stress on her.

Noodle knew she'd been all over Essex, but with Murdoc's driving, she'd always kept her eyes closed.

Noodle started to make her way towards civilisation singing songs under her breath to herself to keep her calm. All she has to do was run and hope she finds where she needs to be and

not get caught. Simple... right?

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Feel Good Inc...

Murdoc was on the floor, with beer glued to his mouth, his seventh one to be correct. 2D was staring out the window, transfixed as a dozen cranes were pulling the wreckage of

the skyland out of a ravine a few miles away from Kong.

'I saw that day...' 2D whispered '...Lost my mind...'

Russel looked up at 2D.

'Yo, 'D, what's happening man?'

'Moving skyland.. no noodle innit..' he muttered, eyes glued to the scene.

'Ey, faceache.. if Noodle was ever to come back, she'd be 'ere by now. Let's face it, she's a gonna'.' Murdoc slurred 'To Noodle! Our little FedEx Guitarist, bundle o' joy

and annoying teenaga'!' he raised his beer can in respect then tumbled over backwards, asleep.

Russel watched 2D closely over the next hour.. as 2D sung the same lines over and over again, them figuring something out, them singing again.

Russel was taken back and intrigued. He wasn't sure that 2D had enough brain in im left to figure stuff out.

'Yo, 'D... whatcha doin' man?' he asked finally.

2D looked up and the drummer and smiled his ever-so-popular toothless grin.

'I fink i know where Noodle might be, Russ' he nodded 'Y'know 'dat song we wrote, O Green World? Well the last two lines of the chorus... you remember them?'

Russell shook his head and nodded his head, a signal to carry on.

'Well...' 2D nodded 'It was 'Bring me back to fallen town, where someone's still alive'

Russel looked blankly at 2D.

2D sighed and drew some diagrams in the dust on the floor.

'Right, 'ere we are, FGI, and 'ere's Essex. Just on th' outskirts of Essex, is a small village, conincident-.. coindk-.. coincidantully? Wotever, called Fallen Town, yeh?

Followen' me?'

Russel slowly nodded.

'Good, anywho, that someone... could be our girl! Could be Noodle!' he said triumphantly.

Russel just gazed at him. 'How'd you figure dis out man?' he said. 'Yo' be dumber than Del, and he's dumb' he added, hoping the spirit didn't quite hear that.

Russel carried on 'We ain't searchin' all over Essex, man. She'd dead. You know that as well as i d-' Russel was interrupted by Murdoc.

'The dullards got a point there, Russ. Worf' checkin' out innit?'

2D grinned 'Lesgo!' he got up and sprinted down the stairs.

'Never seen him run that fast in his whole worthless life...' Murdoc hiccupped. 'I second that Muds' Russel added.

When they both reached the bottom of the stairs, they found 2D in a heap on the floor, gasping for breath.

'Fookin' cigs, do no good for meh'' he panted, leaning on Murdoc to get up

'Hey, what do ya... whatcha.. gerroff meee!' Murdoc yelled, pulling 2D up and shoving him towards the Geep.

'Muds, you sure you wanna be drivin' under the influence?' 2D said, climing in the passenger seat.

'Sit down, shut up, we're taking a small detour on the way' Murdoc grunted as Russel clung to his seat.

'Where we goin', muds?' Russel asked.

'To the crashsite. I wanna see if there's anyfink we can get from there' Murdoc said, slamming his foot on the accelerator, and driving way to fast and recklessly to the crash site.