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… (Sarah PoV)…
I felt my head pounding and heard a few scuffling noises. I moaned in pain and opened my eyes to find my vision very fuzzy, and I felt a wet rag on my forehead. The scuffling grew louder, and then a strange commotion from around me.
"Awesome! She's awake!" Jessie yelled as if to hurt my ears, and I blinked as my teammates' faces came into view.
"What happened?" I asked, not realizing that my throat dry enough to make my voice scratchy and a growl almost. "Ow."
"You went into a frenzy," Coda shuddered. "You started acting like a trapped wild animal. Are you okay?"
"Uugh… I think so," I moaned as I got out of her bunk. "uurg…"
I stumbled out to the main lodge and instead of going inside it, passed right by it and walked to the edge of the cliff that I had jumped off of. I collapsed as I reached the top, and contented myself to simply stare at the sky in a mass of pain.
"I thought I'd find you here," a voice said, and I looked up to find Haden sneering at me. "What brings the little loser out here? Didn't you know that you got kicked off the island?"
"I wouldn't be here if I were," I retorted, knowing that he was simply using tactics to try to get me eliminated by my being a coward.
"Oh, but you were," he insisted. "Chris just didn't have the heart to tell you and instead sent Misty home because she was reading a book most of the day and most of your teammates were mad at her. Quite an elaborate scheme, if I do say so myself."
"I'll get kicked off when I'm kicked off," I said calmly, only believing that I would be kicked off only by Chris' words, and I felt my blood boil at the idiot's lies and attempts to get whatever he wanted. "I don't need you to tell me when I was and wasn't kicked off. Everybody knows that you're a lying, stereotypical male who thinks with the wrong kind of head."
I immediately regretted that comment as he jerked me upright and held me over the edge of the cliff. I knew why I had nearly died the previous time, but I also knew that he could easily get away with manslaughter if we were both out in the woods. On the other hand, there were cameras everywhere, so he wouldn't get away with it, and my death would be aired on National television. Joy.
I stared emotionlessly into DeShawn's eyes, only to be thrown off of the cliff again. This time as I reached the bottom, I began swimming towards the cliffs. I knew that if he thought I was dead I would be safe, and then he would be sent to prison for what he'd done. I swam towards the rocks, and found that there was a secret cavern inside of the large mountain. I instinctively burrowed into the tunnel, and felt a slight incline right as I began running out of air. Just as I felt as though I was about to burst, I kicked upwards and broke the surface, only to stare in shock.
The cave was large, but it is also very plush and filled very much with moss. There were gems up at the top of the cave, and there were even a few otters inside. I could hear DeShawn, Haden, Logan, and Delilah laughing at my 'misfortune', and swam towards the edge of the rocks to climb out. It didn't take long for me to realize that aside from the otters in the cave, I was the only one who knew about it.
I was feezing cold, and I knew that if I was going to survive here, I would need to make a shelter of some sort. I calmly walked over to a large amount of the moss, created a large pile with as much of it as I could, and curled up inside of it. It was then that I realized that I was truly alone and nobody but my father, Uncle Clay, Aunt Kimiko, Uncle Raimundo, Uncle Omi, and Edward would care about me enough to go to my funeral if there was even one. Chris might have gone if I was lucky, and maybe even a few sympathetic letters from a few of the viewers who had lost a child. Not that my mother would have cared, she'd be glad to be free of me!
I began sobbing as a dam inside me finally broke and I began revealing my life to the otters. I revealed just what her mother put my father, brothers, and me through, knowing that they couldn't reveal anything if they wanted to. I cried and spilled all of my deepest darkest secrets, including how I could have sworn that I had fallen in love with Chris. It was right as I said this that I realized that I really was in love with him, even though he was a narcissist. I cried until I couldn't anymore, and was astonished to find that a tiny orphaned otter had sidled up to me and curled up against me for warmth and a mother. I held it close, feeling its warm breath and realizing that if nobody else in the world cared about me, at least this tiny otter did. It was with this slight amount of comfort that I drifted off into slumber.
…. (Chris PoV)…
"Where is Sarah?" Edward asked at dinner that night, and I frowned and looked up as all the other campers looked at a very disheveled Anubis. "Chris, have you seen her? I can't find her anywhere!"
"No," I said gravely as I stood up. "Whoever last saw Sarah, fess up! We can't exactly continue the show without her, unless of course one of you wants to confess to sabotage?"
"I saw her heading into the Forest," Marshall said calmly. "She looked like she was heading towards the large cliff that almost all the others jumped off of."
I felt the blood rush away from my face in fear. She was supposed to be on the show, it couldn't just go on without her! I felt my throat go dry, and it was to my relief that Chef took charge.
"Goth boy and metal girl will create a duo," he yelled out after banging his fist on the counter. "Orange boys will be another duo! Goth girl and robe girl will go with rat doll boy! Backpack boy and cowgirl will go as a duo! Red girl, you'll go with Juvie girl and Spanish girl! Those are the search and rescue parties, now move, move, MOVE!"
I ran out into the forest, but to go back to my cabin. I grabbed two blankets, a pillow, first aid kit, a long pocketknife, a couple changes of clothes, and a large amount of twine. I raced back out and grabbed a walking stick to help should I need to help carry her all the way back to camp. I immediately ran towards the cliff, with all the others scattering out to look around at all the other caves above the surface. I yelled out Sarah's name only to find myself alone on the cliff, but not without a clue. There was an imprint of a body in the grass, one that clearly fit Sarah's, and I realized that she'd been here. Using what little tracking skills I had, I began looking around for her and yelling her name as loudly as I could.
After feeling as though a part of me had been ripped to shreds, and a few tears springing unexpectedly into my eyes, I wondered if she'd really jumped and put the weights back on. But right as I was tempted to go back down and look otherwise as I'd rescued her before, I felt a push come from behind and I then found myself falling down to the lake and rocks below.
You think Chris should find the cavern, reach the shores, or die?
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