Downfall/Evening Day 1C ISL FSF 2-0-0-0
From Create Your Own Story
It is amazing how fast day changes into night. The dusk period lasts much shorter than at home. You use the remaining light to bolster the bare ground with foliage and dried grass Cate collected earlier. This bedding is much more comfortable than sitting on bare ground, especially with your clothes still drying on the line.
In the shine of the fire you can see Cate sitting with her arms around her knees, like a small child would do. Occasionally she waves her hand to drive away the gnats, as do you. You aren't in the mood to talk; you still worry about Will, Debbie and Kirsten, but Cate is right - it wouldn't do you any good stumbling around in the darkness taking the slight chance one of them would simultaneously arrive at the beach. Still - your thoughts revolve around them and how you are going to survive until help arrives.
Only now you notice how silent it can be when you are away from the city. You can hear the distant sound of waves crashing onto the beach and the constant crackle of the bonfire, but then there are long periods when no other noise can be heard. And just then you can hear rustling from the underbrush or an indistinguishable animal call that shatters your confidence as a human not trained for life in the wild.
Cate stands up and walks over to the fire to throw more wood on. Her figure against the bonfire looks like a solar eclipse; a tar black silhouette ablaze at the edges. She returns and sits down again.
"Well," you say, "at least we've got water and food. We can build shelter tomorrow, and then we can think about how to cross over to the other island."
"Jules?"
"Yes?"
"How long do you think we're going to be here?"
"A few days? Rescue must be on its way, and then they are going to search the area. It's only a matter of time until they find us."
"I don't know."
"Don't know what? Cate?"
"Didn't you notice? We are the only ones here. No other lifeboats or rafts have stranded here."
"Not that we know of", you reply.
"Please, don't be like that. There were over a thousand passengers on the ship, they had to have so many lifeboats we would have seen at least some. We may be outside the area they are going to search."
"They'll find us, don't worry."
"Yeah, probably," she says. She stands up and puts more wood onto the fire. She takes her clothes off the line - apparently, they are now dry enough to wear. She collects your clothes as well and hands them to you. You dress, except for the shoes and the bra.
For the rest of the evening, you chat about light subjects, avoiding everything that could make a sleepless night.
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | T-Shirt; Shorts; Panties; |
Contacts |
| Inventory | Bra; Sneakers; Eggs; Bananas | |
| Surroundings | Bonfire | |
