006. One More Hour.

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[ EPISODE 4, PART TWO ]

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[ EPISODE 4, PART TWO ]


















    INSIDE THE TENT were Bellamy, Clarke, Finn, and the actual murderer of the death of Wells Jaha. They stood hiding inside the tent, or more so, hiding from Murphy who had gotten unrestrained and seemed to want to have a share of his revenge.

Alaska stood outside beside Octavia while Murphy paced back and forth in front of the crowd, clearly furious and with dried blood over his chin that ran down his neck. "Bring out the girl, Bellamy!" he shouted.

When they didn't right away, Alaska could tell he was getting impatient.

"Bring the girl out now!"

"You want to build a society, Princess?" Murphy roared, talking to Clarke who hid inside the tent, "Let's build a society. Bring her out!"

Alaska could only watch Murphy pace an unreasonably more before she saw Bellamy walk out of the tent and Murphy and him meet in the middle, staring face to face.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to join us."

"Dial it down and back off," Bellamy told Murphy who didn't seem phased anymore by the words of their leader. "Or what? What are you gonna do about me? Hang me?"

Bellamy took a step forward, "I was just giving the people what they wanted." Alaska turns to Octavia; biting the inside of her cheek before whispering to her, "I don't how much longer I can take this."

From the corner of her eye, she sees Murphy turn his back on Bellamy and confronts the crowd. "So, who here wants to see the real murder hung up?" He raises his own hand into the air, "All in favor?"

Alaska looks around and can see only four people raise their hands, seeing eye to eye with him out of the whole crowd. She was stunned by the way they were so willing to hang up Murphy when he wasn't even the real killer but Alaska could only think that Charlotte was only a little girl. Younger than herself.

Murphy watched the crowd, his face turning sour as he put his hand down, "I see." His voice dead before raising it, "So, it's okay to string me up for nothing," He gestures to his neck before pointing at the tent which held Charlotte, "But when this little bitch confesses, you all let her walk?!"

No one says anything to the point where the bugs in the woods are louder. Murphy shaking his head, "Cowards! All of you ( "Hey, Murphy!" ) are cowards!"

Bellamy steps forward, "Murphy! Murphy!" Finally getting his attention, Bellamy stands right in front of Murphy, inches away, "It's over." He says, his voice is strict.

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