Craig of the creek: From beyond the creek

Fall and Rise

Sarah opened her eyes, staring up at the rather long fall above her, and panicked before realizing that she was just inside the factory, and closed her eyes to rest again. She then jumped up and remembered her bed wasn't anywhere near this part of the factory. She looked around and noticed she sat atop a rather large pile of empty boxes and mattresses. She wondered how she got into this situation. The last thing she remembered was a fall, had she died? Then she remembered what had happened before the fall, and her heart tore in two. She felt relief in the fact she was alive enough to feel something. even if it was a deep sadness. The dark, cold room coupled with machines clanking did very little to soothe her. She tried to stand, but as she did a pipe burst, sending a screw flying past her head. That was it, she lost her balance and fell over, tears welling in her eyes... she has lost everything, and there was nothing she could do. She had always felt she hit rock bottom, life had slowly chipped away at her tragedy by tragedy. Her only comfort before Will was the machines, at least they wouldn't turn their back her (after all they had no backs !)... she remembered all the times her family would try to get her to act more 'lady like', or create petty drama because they were bored. She hated all of it and was always vocal about that fact. "Guess that's why I'm all alone down here." She whispered, her voice echoing up the shaft. if she had the chance, she wouldn't be like her family, she wouldn't chastize and judge someone for being different and discard them like a rusted piece of scrap metal. She wiped the tears from her eyes, and stared across the darkness. The pipes hissed louder, orchestrating a silent requiem for the shattered hopes and broken dreams she held in her heart... She laid her head back hoping to sleep, and hoping to not wake up again. However, this changed quickly as she heard something crumple beneath her head. She turned over and saw a rather small piece of paper, folded in half. She opened the paper out of curiosity, reading: "hello Will, if you are reading this, that means that you survived a long fall, (looks like the 2nd time you survived a deadly situation this week because of me huh?) you must be very confused and scared. but don't worry you are alright and that's what matters... just follow my notes and we'll both get out of here -signed, the phantom of the factory."  well that answered some questions, and at least it was good to know that someone believed in her enough to think she was going to win that fight. She started to look around for more clues from the 'phantom of the factory'. She figured if she were to lay down and die she wouldn't want to go without thanking her saviour, so she started looking for more clues, Sarah then spotted another of the notes from the phantom. She got off the mattress and tried to dash towards it, however she tripped on the same pipe that had burst earlier, which was now sticking out of the floor at an odd angle, making sarah fall flat on the floor. "ow... who leaves a- urgh... son of a- ow..." after muttering more  stiffled curses at herself and the mischevious pipe. She got up, and blew away a strand of her inky black hair out of her face. She stood up and crept carefully towards the next note, she picked it up and read it. "so first of all, both Sarah and me are alive, big shocker yaddah yaddah, get over it. we've been hiding in the factory for separate reasons, and although as much as I would love to explain why I'm here... something tells me it isn't me you're looking for, so just keep following my notes and I'll lead you to the answers you seek... the next note should be on the other side of the door. I don't know, wind could have blown it away, I can't see the future you know only Miranda could do that." Sarah sighed, it was clear that her survival was a complete accident. "dang it ozzy... why do you have to make it harder than it already is..." she whispered sadly as she opened the door ahead...