Disclaimer: (aka the most pointless sentence in my life & trust me, I have written many pointless sentences in my life considering I have a xanga, aaaanyway.) I DO NOT OWN LOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :
Jack examined the dead body lying before him.
"Where's Shannon?" exclaimed Jack suddenly, turning halfway to meet Hurley's face.
"Dude.. What?"
"Hurley, I need you to tell me right now," Jack stated, rather adamantly, "where is Shannon?"
"Uh, I don't know? Dude, Sayid's dead and you're thinking about wanting Shannon?"
Jack shook his head. If it was a lighter situation, he may have laughed. But now he felt a sickening feeling in the pit of the stomach. She was out there, this very moment, with everyone else out there too.
"Why.. Why would she do it..?" muttered Jack, shaking his head.
Kate and Hurley stared at each other as if trying to find an answer to it but they only received one from Jack's frightened face.
It wasn't long before Kate and Hurley had now absorbed Jack's train of thought that a strange swishing noise was coming from right behind him. The three sharply turned. Leaves were moving now.
"Oh god, it's like the Twilight Zone!" shrieked Hurley, louder than he intended to.
Sun came out, tears streaming down her face, her grief still evidently with her. Jin was still in her heart and she wanted him back from wherever he was. She knew he was alive. How happy he made her feel. Oh, her face would grow hot as she thought lovingly about their wedding. The laughter, the cheers..
Hurley came up to her, clapping his hands in front of his face. ".. Sun, are you, like, sleepwalking?"
"Huh?" Sun shook her head, wiping away the tears that apparently been falling even whilst she thought of Jin. "Oh."
"Sun, go back to the camp right now, it's not safe out here." Jack could think of nothing but everyone's safety at this moment.
"What do you mean?"
"It's Shannon. And I have strong reason to believe that she.. (at this, he paused, turning his gaze away from Sun, and then looked back at her) killed Sayid."
A low moan escaped Sun's lips as she put her hands right there to stop herself.
Back at the strange room with the partition, things were a bit more optimistic. Charlie seemed to be able to amuse himself by twiddling his thumbs and Claire hummed some old tunes from her childhood. Other than that, well, their situation wasn't all too great.
Claire stared at Charlie through the glass that was their only obstacle from reaching out to each other. She smiled warmly, gazing up. It was then that she noticed a metal door with a handle.
"Oh my gosh!!!"
"Claire, what is it? Is it the baby? Oh god, please not here, please not here.." Charlie stared wistfully, staring up. Coincidentally, he noticed the large metal door on top of the ceiling right then and there too.
"Oh my gosh!!!" came the voice, though rather manly at this time.
"Charlie! Charlie! We're saved!"
Charlie quickly grabbed the brown wooden chair from the murky green corner of the room. Standing on top of it, he could just reach the handle.
"Uhhr… almost got it! Almost got it!…" he exclaimed, with a look of wild excitement. Clearly, even this was a method of amusement for him.
He stood on his tippytoes.
"Damn me for being so short!" He quickly jumped and..
Claire laughed at the sight. Charlie was hanging from the handle, the chair on its side as it had fallen. Charlie's shirt was a few inches too up and his pants were hanging a few inches too low.
Charlie grinned sheepishly, and let himself fall to the ground, as the door fell open.
"Charlie! Are you ok??," claimed Claire urgently, as she reached the surface of the glass, pressing her face to it.
"Claire, we're gonna be all right! Really, I think we can make it!"
"But Charlie.." A sinking feeling was penetrating Claire. There was no way for her to get out. She was stuck on the other side.
"Claire, I didn't want to tell you this before, but now that we can actually escape from here…." He pulled out a key.
"Where'd you get that from??!!"
"You know that lad, Harry, or whatserface..? The guy who led us here to begin with? Took it out of his pants pocket, me did!" stated Charlie, rather triumphantly.
Quickly, Charlie pulled the key out of his pocket, and in one sweeping move was able to get out of his room, and open the door to her room. Now all they had to do was get back to Charlie's original room. Quickly, they ran to their escape.
Seconds later, with the door locked behind them, Charlie helped Claire up into the chair. She hoisted herself up into the dark passageway of freedom that awaited them. Charlie stepped up onto the chair as well, and was able to get himself up. And well, considering his height, it wasn't hard to manage.
"Harry", as coined by Charlie, stepped into the room just as Charlie closed the hatch door. The big eyed man had been watching them from his camera the whole time.
He chuckled. "Too bad they left this one behind…" He pulled Shannon by the ear, leading her to her new room, and left her, locking the door behind him.