1/20/11

We're one, but we're not the same ..... Day 11

The awning retracts, to a certain point where most of the group can stand up, they have to then help untangle 5 people from the net and allow their bodies to fall to the floor so that the make shift ceiling can go back into the walls. Five more dead, and one to leave today, that makes a total of 50 people gone from this room, half of the people that started are already gone.

Several people move the bodies to one of the walls out of the way as the rest of the group moves to the center and awaits the monitor to come on and Cipher to release whomever has number ten. Jim stands and stares at the bodies against the wall. "Hey you okay?" Scott walks up to him and puts his hand on his shoulder.

Ross looking for help

Mac and Cheese. Everyone sat around discussing the foods they would eat when they left, the restaurants they would go to, the wine they would order or how they might even spend hours in the kitchen creating the meals that they would put together for themselves and their families to have a great meal again, Ross wanted Mac and Cheese.

Daniel's promise

Perception is key, was a sign written on the wall of his old office. It was there to instruct everyone that all of us have a different perspective, that reality to each of us is different, there's not two sides to a story, there's a an unknown number of different sides to a story, one for each person involved.

1/12/11

Now its all I got Day 10 part 2

The screams that are heard are different than those that are normally heard throughout the room, instead of the constant screaming or cries of help or sadness, these are shrieks of terror. They come in sporadic bursts as the small critters move across the floor, most likely just as scared as the humans that jump at the site of them.

"Does anyone know anything about snakes!" Daniel does what can best be described as a whisper scream.

"Not me, sorry, Ross?" Dalton looks over to Ross who looks as stiff as a board, fists clenched and eyes squeezed tight shut. "Ross?!"

"NO! I'm no ophiologist!" Ross tries to barely move as he shouts a response.

"What's an Ophiologist?" Liz looks over.

"It's someone who studies snakes." Ross responds, this time moving his mouth even less to respond.

"Why do you know that, but you don't know anything about snakes?" Daniel looks over to him.

ShareThis