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Liana woke up nearly with the sun. Surprisingly, she had slept well. She took a drink of water, realising that she was nearly out. They would have to have a look around, try to find a source of fresh water. Enough to last until rescue came. If it came. She was seriously beginning to have her doubts. Alyssa was certain now that they didn't know where they were. If they did, hey would have come in a matter of hours. They were probably looking in the wrong place. She reached down to put the waterbottle back in her bag.
Liana looked out at the horizon. There was a cluster of dark clouds off in the distance, and she hoped it would't mean a storm for them. It was the last thing they needed. It was time to start preparing for the worst, and she figured a shelter was in order. A few people had begun to make some last night, but today she needed to make one of her own. She collected some sheets of metal from the wreckage, and headed off with her knife toward a thicket of bamboo she noticed earlier.
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Dan woke up to the calming sounds of the waves, the silence, and for those blissful seconds, he was happy. He reached for his bottle of water and took a sip and sat up. He then started digging up some sand by his water and took out his gun and put it in the back of his jeans. His eyes were blurry and could see in front of him was the sand. The sand was golden, and the waves above it were glistening blue. He got out of his tent, stood up and stretched. I walked over to the jungle and took some logs from the floor, and put them on the signal fire.
"So now you're helping out" "Well I thought I'd better since the rescue plane hasn't come yet, if it ever gets here" Dan said "It'll get here" Liana replied "The blackbox must have been going off like mad, plus the signal fire. It should be here by now" Dan turned away back towards his tent "You got any breakfast?" Liana asked "Sure, I went on down to McDonalds couple hours ago. Had myself a McMuffin and a hash brown. What do you think?" "Well just incase that didn't fill you up, we found some bacon on the plane." Liana replied "How can I say no to that?" Dan said "If that guy would to save anyone some. Look at how much he has" "And you're curry and beer last night was'nt being greedy?" "A guy like me needs alot of food for dinner" "A guy like you?" "Yeah a guy like me, unlike Brad, what is he on a diet or something?" "Maybe he was having little to benefit the group" "Or maybe he was watching his figure. I heard he was an actor. Hell, I haven't heard of him, and I would definatly remember that hair" Dan looked over to the plane "I'm getting me some breakfast" Dan said and grinned.
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"Damnit!" Liana kicked at the fallen wreckage of her shelter. Frustrated, she hurled a piece of metal across the beach. She heard a chuckle behind her and whirled around. Dan sat in the shade, enjoying his breakfast and laughing at her attempts. Liana turned away angrily. This was not working. Trying to make te small pieces of metal stay standing was an aweful idea. THey kept collapsing. She needed a new plan. She took the bamboo she had cut and some thin vines she had found not far in. She used the vines to tie the bamboo together, and she set it all up to form a frame for her shelter. She needed some better materials for the walls, so she headed toward the fuselage.
She stood knee deep in the wreckage, sorting through the shards of metal and littering of unclaimed suitcases. The hull with the bodies in it sat in teh water a little way off the shore. Pretty soon, they were going to need to do something with those bodies. They couldn't leave them to rot. Liana saw something glint in the sunlight. Brushing away the debris surrounding, she reached down with trembling fingers. Dangling from her hand was a small golden watch. The air was filled with screams, the fuselage burning like a giant bonfire behind her. Liana carried an unconcious crash victim out of the water, laying her gently on the warm sand. Liana looked down the beach, and she saw a body laying on the shore. Clutching her injured shoulder, she stumbled through the sand toward the limp figure. The water lapped eagerly at the body, threatening to carry it out into the water. Liana reached the body, and a wave of nausia swept over her. The face was a mess of blood and tainted sand. The sticky red liquid poured from a deep gash that ran horisontally across the forhead. Beneath the red, a tangle of blond air creeped out, glinting gold in the sun. Liana fought the nausia, and sank to her knees next to the little boy. Jake. She bent her ear to his mouth and heard no breathing, found no pulse. She lifted his hand, and it was cold to the touch. The little gold watch he had constantly been checking on the plane was missing. Liana turned and vomited onto the sand. Liana slumped to her knees, tears trickling down her cheeks. She pressed the watch to her forehead, the metal strangely cold in the hot morning air. Her tears made patterns in the sand, and she tried to cover her face with her hands so that Dan wouldn't see her weakness. After a few moments she collected herslef. She slipped the watch into the pocket of her jeans and continued to sort through the wreckage.
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"Need some help there?" Dan shouted across to Liana "I have some spare plastic from my tent, I'll trade it for some metal sheets"
"I don't need any help" Liana said angrily "After the whole metal throwing disaster, I think you do" "I'm fine" "Tell you what. Help me get a few seats out from the wreckage, I'll build your tent" "OK then" Liana replied "But you've got to help get rid of the bodies" "How the hell am I supposed to do that?" "That's your problem" "Hey wait a second. What's with the attitude? What did I do?" "You pissed me off" Liana shouted "When?" "This morning! I am trying to build a tent and there you are chuckling over your damn breakfast" "Well I'm sorry if you TRYING to build a tent was funny" "You are such an..." "Wait" Dan interupted "I, er, think we have got off on the wrong foot. Lets just... start again OK." "What?" Liana questioned "Well it looks like we are going to be here for a while, and I'm not a fan of screaming at the top of my voice, so lets start again. I'm Dan Thompson, originally from London, moved to the States a few years ago" Liana looked at Dan as if he was up to something. "I'm Liana Bryan, and I'm from America as well" "OK then, now were all cool, lets get some seats and I might just give you a few beers to go with it"
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Liana grudgingly accpeted his help. She had the frame all built, so all they needed to do was built the rest. They found a long window paneled section and used it for the from wall. The top they made a sort of lean to, made of mats of woven palm leaves. They found some seat cushions and piled them in teh corner for a makeshift bed. All in all, it wasn't a bad shelter. Afterwards, they sat under a palm tree, sharing some of the last of the food for lunch. They were about to have a huge problem. The food had all been eaten, and no food was going to leave a lot of unhappy campers.
Liana left, leaving Dan to sort out the body problem.
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Dan started to shift the bodies. The stench was unbearable. He took a body of a man in his 80s and put him in the pit he just dug. He couldn't do it any more. He walked off and washed his hands in the sea. Nothing was worth this. Dan went through a suitcase and stole some shirts and jeans and some toiletries and put them in my tent. HE went off into the jungle to look for fruit.
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The survivors had gathered on the beach, and Liana stood in the middle of the group as they discussed.
"Look, i'm telling you, its the only way." A man Liana didn't recognize was speaking. He had dark brown hair and a short beard. "It's disgusting. These people's families wouldn't let them do this." Another woman replied angrily. "If we try to bury the bodies, they'll rot before we can even get the graves dug. There are countless more of them inside the fuselage. We need to just burn the whole thing." "There is no way we can burn the bodies! It's aweful. It should be the choice of the families when we get back!" Everyone was quiet. No one wanted to say the words they all knew to be true - rescue may not get here for a while. "He's right." Liana stepped forward. "We have to burn them, we don't have a choice. Even if we could burry them, they'd no doubt be dug up by wild animals. We need to do it tonight, at sundown. MAybe... maybe someone will see the fire." Everyone one silent, but no one vioced disagreement. Liana nodded. The little group broke up to go about the rest of their chores.
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