02-17-2016, 02:00 AM
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island was depressing.
He'd occasionally woken up after a blackout expecting to be on the couch at Nikki's apartment. Wrong every time. A dejected sigh and a quick check around, followed by another round of, well, walking. More of the island crashed down behind him, like the falling of an empire. More relics had been found, too, apparently. He wasn't ever gonna fight one, regardless of if he had the chance. It wouldn't be worth it, not with how he'd been beaten within an inch of his life by the very people he was sent to work with.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island was jarring.
A noise behind him would startle him into running a bit, only to realize it was just a raccoon or something. Then he'd probably pass out again. He wasn't ready to be running about like that. His body couldn't handle it. It was terrifying at these moments. The sun was sinking into the horizon again, signifying the pass of another day. Surprisingly enough, one without as much brutality. It was a welcome change, and it kept him willing to go forward another hour. He wondered if the Spirit could see him now.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island was maddening.
Hallucinations had started to begin due to the beating he'd taken. Probably the concussion running its course, or the insanity taking hold. It was mainly ghostly visions of a past life that he couldn't hold on to. A few pieces of a life he'd been forced out of by this Omni figure. He couldn't bring himself to care. But white-hot rage surged through his veins, like a poison. This couldn't possibly be fair. But... now that he thought about it, it didn't matter. Food was easy to find for once, a patch of strawberries he'd found near a creek. A bit bitter, but he could deal with that. It certainly wasn't the worst of his problems. He still had a small glimmer of hope, that he'd find someone that was willing to help in this disaster-filled world. After another while, he felt himself slipping from the world of consciousness.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island didn't matter at all.
He'd occasionally woken up after a blackout expecting to be on the couch at Nikki's apartment. Wrong every time. A dejected sigh and a quick check around, followed by another round of, well, walking. More of the island crashed down behind him, like the falling of an empire. More relics had been found, too, apparently. He wasn't ever gonna fight one, regardless of if he had the chance. It wouldn't be worth it, not with how he'd been beaten within an inch of his life by the very people he was sent to work with.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island was jarring.
A noise behind him would startle him into running a bit, only to realize it was just a raccoon or something. Then he'd probably pass out again. He wasn't ready to be running about like that. His body couldn't handle it. It was terrifying at these moments. The sun was sinking into the horizon again, signifying the pass of another day. Surprisingly enough, one without as much brutality. It was a welcome change, and it kept him willing to go forward another hour. He wondered if the Spirit could see him now.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island was maddening.
Hallucinations had started to begin due to the beating he'd taken. Probably the concussion running its course, or the insanity taking hold. It was mainly ghostly visions of a past life that he couldn't hold on to. A few pieces of a life he'd been forced out of by this Omni figure. He couldn't bring himself to care. But white-hot rage surged through his veins, like a poison. This couldn't possibly be fair. But... now that he thought about it, it didn't matter. Food was easy to find for once, a patch of strawberries he'd found near a creek. A bit bitter, but he could deal with that. It certainly wasn't the worst of his problems. He still had a small glimmer of hope, that he'd find someone that was willing to help in this disaster-filled world. After another while, he felt himself slipping from the world of consciousness.
Sometimes, the lonesome of this island didn't matter at all.