"hold it. isnt chris's old trailer around here somewhere?" duncan asked knealing in his tracks, keeping a sharp eye for the killer. "yeah it should be right up ahead." dj told him from behind. "why?" "more than likely theres a map in there. and possiply a way out." duncan told him as he began walking again. "besides its the closest thing to a plan that we have, so its either that or search blindly and get picked off by that fucker." duncan said seeing gwent coming up behind him. "dosent the way ezekiel was murdered remind you of anything?" "yeah but im gonna keep my oppinion to myself until i have proof." he told her.
SNAP
"hold it." duncan told everyone looking around for the cause of the noise. "what is it d- agh!" tyler began before he was stabbed in the kydney "tyler!" dj screamed backing away while the killers machete sliced through him from the kydney to his left shoulder blood spraying out as the killer stood there hidden in shadows. "fuck! run!" duncan screamed firing three rounds into the killer before grabbing gwens hand and running for chris's motor home. once everyone was inside they tried to catch their breath. "oh my god! he killed him, right in front of us!" bridgette cried into geoffs chest. "we need to search for something usefull, start looking." duncan told them clearly not afraid of the man who had just slaughtered their friend. "duncan, dude, how can you not be afraid? that guy just killed tyler, and your acting like nothing happned." geoff asked as duncan searched through the glove box. "im not afraid. ive seen shit that makes that fucker look like disney land."
flashback one year ago
"dammit!" duncan screamed running through a small town in iraq, an enemy jeep gaining on him he took a sharp turn into a small building hoping the jeep would pass by him, though the plan seemed to work at first the jeep had rammed through the wall behind him and was once again pursuing him. duncan thought quickly and ran outside hoping that the wreck had damaged the vehicle though his hopes were deminished as the jeep came after him once again. "run you american dog! haha! RUN!" a voice came from the jeep as a man fired randomly into the air. after a few more minutes of running the vehicle smashed into his body knocking him to the ground unconsious.
one hour later
"wake up!" a gruff highly accented voice boomed through the door of the small dark room. the man walked in causing his foot steps to echo off the walls. a small clicking noise was heard and the light flickered on showing that where duncan was couldnt be described as a room, but as hell. the small room had blood splatters all over the walls, a decaying body of an american soldier on the left side of the door blood dried blood splattered all over him. in the corner to duncans right a large man was looking at a shelf full of many torture devices. "have you met your cell mate. lets hope you turn out more fun then he was my friend." he said turning around with a large smile on his face and knife in his hands. "it's time to play. hahahaha!"
flashback over
after a few more seconds of searching duncan found the keys. "finnaly, lets get the fuck out of here." duncan said putting the keys into the ignition and attempting to start it. after three trys the vehicle still didnt start up. "dammit!" duncan cursed slamming his fist into the stearing wheel. "what?" gwen asked walking up behind him. "its out of gas. and im sure there isnt a gas station around here." duncan told her turning around to look her the face. "oh well um we found this check list im not sure if itll help or not but you never know." she said handing him a small peice of paper.
dear
this is a list of things you need to have done before total drama island starts. i hope you get it all done soon.
1. make sure that all the camp equipment is still there from the old summer camp. contact me if you need anything
2. make sure there are enough bunks
3. change camp name, we cant have everyone know that this is the place where those horrible "accedents" happened
4. make sure theres enough fuel for the gas generator so youll have enough power for the season.
sincerly
the producers
"thats it gwen." he said grabbing his gun and walking to the door. "the generator. all i have to do is scifen some gas from it and we're home free." "wait you plan on going alone?" she asked blocking the door. "yeah its safer if i just go. ill be harder to get than the entire group." "no im coming with you!" she shouted as duncan pushed her over to geoff. "geoff take my gun and give me the knife." duncan said trading weapons. "hold her back. if im not back in fifteen minutes..." "yeah dude i got this." geoff assured him as duncan walked out of the camper and began walking down the trail to the generator room.
"dammit geoff we need to help him!" gwen shouted trying to push geoff out of the way to get to the door. "dont worry dudette. duncans strong. he'll be back in five, ten minutes tops just wait." he told her with a smile on his face. "you better be right." she told him walking to a chair.
with duncan
duncan walked down the trail trying to keep his eyes peeled for the killer. after several minutes of walking he finnaly came across the shed. "ok now wheres that generator?" he said to himself as he walked into the shed. taking a quick look around he saw the generator in the far right corner. looking into the generator he was pleased to find about a half gallon of gosoline in the tank. grabbing a water jug from the floor he began scifening the fuel into the container. once that was done he began searching through the shelvs. 'junk, crap, shit, junk, useless, dammit' he thought until something caught his eye. an old dusty rectangular peice of wood with hooks hanging off the long side. wiping the dust off he gasped at what he saw. "i knew it."
