I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liar chair:
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
She felt something covering her mouth, until then she was breahing normally, she felt the same way she did when the plane was falling, like there wasn't enough oxygen on Earth, like her lungs had shrunken. Quickly Kate opened her eyes and saw Tom, when he saw her, he smiled. He had a gun to her head, he helped her stand up, she looked around, everyone was asleep. Behind a tree, Sawyer and Hugo, with another 2 guys who worked for Ben with guns pointed to their heads.
Tom lead the way, Kate always hated that fucking fake beard he wore, it was fake and everyone there knew it was fake, this was exhausting, nothing made sense, nothing envolving those people anyway, "what do they want from us? It's not like it's our fault we crashed here, we didn't mean to you know!?", Kate had so much going on her head she just wanted to punch Tom, "wake up the rest of the survivors and kill every single one of those fucking bastards that claim to own the island!". The three of them with their hands and mouth tied, the faked bear son of a bitch pushed Kate towards Sawyer, she stumbled and he, who was behind her, held her, they looked at each other for about 2 seconds, she looked angry, and she guessed that once in his life, Sawyer looked scared. Sawyer tried to scream to wake the other up but Tom quickly looked at him and whispered:
- Quiet! C'mon, we don't wanna be late... – he stared at the prisoners, intimidating them, his eyes said: "You have no idea what's waiting for you"...
They walked a few kilometers into the jungle, suddenly, a radio voice came out of nowhere saying:
- Tom! Tom, where are you, man? – Tom took a walkie-talkie off his left pocket, held a button while saying:
- It's Tom, what's going on? – he looked back, directly to Sawyer, as the hick sarcastically smiled.
- Where are you, bro? We've been waiting here like, forever! – the unknown voice answered.
- We had a little unexpected with... Ether way, we'll be there soon. – Tom responded.
- With what?! Tom, tell me wh- Tom turned off the radio, he looked up, at the dark sky, and back to the victims, as he was tired of everyone's shit.
- Alright, let's move on.
Sawyer didn't move, until one of the guys behind him, punched him with the end of his loaded gun. After grumbling, he continued walking.
It was almost dawn, they had passed the caves, Hugo's golf camp and the waterfall where Sawyer found the U.S. Marshall's suitcase... They had finally arrived, it was a glade, in the middle of nowhere, none of the plane's survivors had went there, it was a complete unknown place. But not for the ones who were on Ben's side, they knew what this place was and what it could do. It had a small lake in front of it, with a bridge so it could be exceeded. Hugo looked around and whispered open-mouthed: "Dude"... Well, tried to say it, all it came out was a mutter. It was covered by 3 huge brick walls, enfolding all sides but the front one, the front one was a transparent wall, it seemed to exist to protect the people against the "monster". There was around 50 people living there, including women and children. It looked like a comforting place, a secure place, somewhere you could go when you're desperate or in danger. The question that came up to the mind of those three survivors was: "Why the hell would Ben bring us here"?
- And you must be thinking: "But Ben hates us, why would he bring us to this beautiful and peaceful place? – Ben came out a tall, old, rusty door, wearing a brown, long and detailed smock. He greeted the people there, walked up to Sawyer, Hugo and Kate, saying:
- Long time no see, Hugo, Kate... – he walked towards each one of the prisoners, shaking their tied hands – James... – when he walked up to Sawyer and shook his hand, the resentful good looking man pulled Ben's whole arm close to him accomplishing to take off the rope tied around his mouth, James whispered:
- What are you up to, Gizmo? – the guards reacted, but Ben stopped them, signing with his hand, answering:
- Uuuu... Look who took off his rope? Good job,... Now, if you let me go, I'll think about answering that question.
Sawyer stopped to think for a few seconds, looked at the guards behind him, at Kate that had a very surprised expression on her face, and let him go.
- Good choice... – he whispered as he moved back to his original position. – Come with me, boys.
The guards pushed them the trio, suddenly, Ben stopped walking, looked back and said:
- Take James there, he can wait. – looking at Tom – Yes, sir – Tom replied, signalizing that he understood and accepted the order. He completely changed his direction, smiling he pushed Sawyer with all his anger. Kate looked back, she started fighting against fate, the fate she couldn't accept.
Kate looked back, screaming inside and humming outside, her eyes showed all the despair, but Sawyer wasn't worried about what'd happen to him, only what Kate would have to go through, the worst part was that he couldn't do anything. All his life he had control over mostly everything, but on that island, on the island, he was feeling like a real prisoner, a prisoner of God, or of the Devil. It seemed that "fate" had lead him there, so he would pay for what he'd done, for all his bad choices, for everything he did to other people, all out of hatred, anxiety, anger, revenge... That's how he felt, that's all he could think as he watched Ben and his guards take Kate away. It didn't matter if she used all her strength, it wasn't nearly enough, it'd never be enough, there was nothing he could do, and that's was really killing him.