The manifest

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Everyone had really located back to the beach for a bit and Hurley was apparently making a census. I was folding some clothes when he came running up to me and sat down, tired. "I need to know some things for the census" I looked at him. "Well let's see, name: Elizabeth Ross. Address: Beach on deserted island. Age: 29 and my reason to be in Australia was to kill my abusive dad"

I smiled at Hurley and he laughed. "Your pretty hardcore" I pointed at him and winked in which he laughed before walking away. I saw Jack talking with Kate and Charlie probably about what to do. It was about close to maybe and hour or even 2 later when Walt came running over to me. "Can we go to our spot?" I looked and him and slightly smiled before he pulled me.

He pulled me away from the crowds and started to talk. "The pregnant lady, Claire and Charlie are gone! Ethan took them, my dad said only to tell you" I looked around with my mouth open. I grabbed Walts hand and held it while walking pack to the caves. "Ok, cmon sport lets go back to the caves" We walked for a bit and I kept my hand on my gun and Walt close to me.

We got to the caves and Walt ran to Michael, he looked at me and I walked up to him. I saw Walt playing with Hurley, some sort of game. "What the hell happened here" Michael just shrugged. I continued to look around and survey the area and everyone seemed fine or ok. I kept watch around the entrances to the caves just in case with my hand on my gun.

It was maybe an hour later when Jack came back. He, Kate and Charlie where standing there. I ran up to them, I looked at Charlie and lightly smiled. I knew he was going to ignore everything. I walked back to where I was and got Jack a waterbottle. "What happened?" He looked at me. "Ethan attacked me, he hung Charlie almost killed him" I looked back shocked.

I chose not to sleep at all tonight. I was able to go for days without sleep what harm could one night do. I spent the night carefully walking around the caves with my guns out pointed. I was a paranoid person after all I was a spy. I turned when I heard a sound and pointed my gun at it only to see it was Jack. I lowered my gun. "Lynn, you need sleep" I looked down and holstered my gun.

I sat down and tried my hardest to sleep.

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