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[GerkinMcGrimley]

((XD nice lightly....slap me in the face XD. I don't know why but i find that funny. most people try talking. Mike resort to violence, even minor kinds))

[Magus00]

(What can I say? Mike is kind of an immature jerk with a less-than-high school education.)

[GerkinMcGrimley]

okay i read over all the posts and here's what's going on.

-Bryce and Thom are gone, as in they haven't posted in a while and we don't know what happened with them.

-The four of us are trying to get out of the forest.

-Terrance was attacked by SM, but like Thom, and Bryce hasn't responded in a while.

-Stephen and Mia are in a house hearing voices.

-you know about Derman

-And a few people seem to post one thing then not post anything for like 4 pages, then post again and we have to go back and be like what the hell are they doing again?

((either way i say we keep the story. We're 17 F***ING pages in. Oh thats only like a few days worth of this BTW. I don't know, I think things could get really interesting if we worked at it for a few more pages.

[lifegospel]

BEEEEEPPP

Bryce sighed as his phone rang yet again. "Is this really the time? Seriously?"
As expected, another text message popped up, but instead of a message, it had a message and an attachment. Opening the file, it took Bryce a few moments to figure out what it was. It was a map, and not only that, it showed the locations of the rest of the group. How they were being traced, Bryce wasn't sure, but he decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and set off in the direction to the closest group. Near the house.

[GerkinMcGrimley]

((our part of the story can't really continue until one of the girls says something. Good to see you again Bryce

[Magus00]

(Indeed. Sometimes screwing around at work while waiting for a call has its downsides. Welcome back, Bryce! Maybe you and Thom can get all squared away.)

[copperclock]

Alison tucked the flashlight into one hand and replaced her carbine at her hip, then grasped both of Gavin's hands to keep him from moving.

"Jesus... This kid is seriously freaked." She was starting to get pretty freaked herself, something was undeniably WRONG about this entire place. The hair on the back of her neck was sticking up, and she'd had goosebumps since they got here.

Alison stuck the flashlight under her arm and held Gavin's hands down with her left hand, then pressed her palm gently against his forehead. "Shhhush, kiddo. It's okay, calm down, huh? You're safe."

(( Sorry it takes me a while to respond, I've got high school, plus my acting classes and all kinds of other stuff. ))

[Theycallmehsexypants]

(Sorry it took me a while to respond.)

Stephen put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a butterfly knife and flipped it open. "This is all I have. I doubt it will be of much use though, I can barely use it."

[GerkinMcGrimley]

Gavin had woken up on the ground. his eyelids were half open as he could barely see with the migraine. The pain of it all. Yet he was more freaked out. He felt as if he had just escaped from hell and gone back to Earth. He knew it was just a dream, but he was unhappy with himself. He had always had a good imagination.

Now it had bit him in the ass. The death of his friends had seem so realistic. Petrifying was the only word he could think of that described it accurately. Now he looked around and made out the shapes of three figures. Good, they were alright. He felt his head. It was hot. Great a fever, just what he needed. He wouldn't tell the others. Gavin stood up and his legs felt wobbley. He kept his balance for now, but for how long could he stay upright? Then he asked

"Where are we? Er...how long was I out?"

Gavin's breathing became slightly more heavy. "Better to ease the pain a little then hold everyone back worried about me." he thought.

[Magus00]

(No worries. I don't expect everyone to have a position like mine where I can obsessivly F5 facebook, Unforum, and youtube. )

"Long enough, kid. Seemed like you were havin' some funky dreams. We can't stop now, I wanna regroup, get you civi's some help, and get the f**k outta here ASAP."

Mike thinks for a moment that he heard some weird static from his radio but quickly dismisses it.

(Mike doesn't know Faye ain't leaving without her bro.)

[GerkinMcGrimley]

((..... okay someone move the thread along. If no one does in the next 10 minutes, i will and it won't make much sense))

[GerkinMcGrimley]

Gavin notices Mike in thought if only for a split second. He feels pressure getting slightly heavier. He doesn't know if this is him or not and he doesn't want them to wait and find out.

"Alright guys lets get the boot out of our asses and get moving."

He was the one who had held them up and this made him sound like a jackass. "If I give everyone the thought, he might be around here then they'll go in a frenzie" he thought.

He glanced at Faye who had not spoken for a while and she looked troubled. He thought of asking what was wrong, but he knew it would just hold them up longer. They resumed walking

[Chief Poirot]

[lifegospel]

[Gutter]

((Alright so I have a LOT to catch up on.

Frankly, I'm clearly not on the computer as often as you guys. I have college and stuff, you know, that sort of thing.

Right, shall we just assume that a pale, shaky Thom managed to peel himself away from the tree and follow Bryce to the house?

Also, please note that although Thom doesn't know his name, I know full well it's Bryce.))



Thom leapt away from...Brian? Bryce? He'd never been good with names. Although, if it was Brian, that was an eerie coincidence.

But his mind was wandering, the panic making his thoughts go all over the place.

Bryce/Brian was on the floor, screaming.

Thom wasn't entirely sure what to do in this situation.

So he reached out and picked up the phone that Bryce/Brian had kept looking at the whole time, glancing nervously at the screaming man on the floor. Perhaps there was something there that had caused this...behaviour. Some subliminal image or something.

He looked at the screen and made an embarrasing squeaking noise, dropping the phone as if it were a snake.

marblehornets

Oh god, he was in way over his head. What was he supposed to do?