Days of Our Lives Survivor

Friday, June 01, 2001

Day 4 on Survivor Island

(After searching the ISA room, Shane found that he, too, had virtual reality goggles in his collection. This would be his chance to find Laura. After putting the goggles on his head, he was startled with the view that came into focus. It was John and Isabella kissing). What the bloody hell is that? (After nearly dropping the goggles, Shane grabbed them at the last minute. He knew the impact this would have on Marlena and therefore Laura, who was living and breathing Marlena's husband trouble. This would be a piece of information he'd keep to himself.)

(Shane realized he'd left the compass in his room. Here he was gazing at the WEST side of the island...his own side. After fetching the compass, Shane gazed into the EAST. There she was. Laura looked casual, yet beautiful, in her jeans and blouse.) If only Marlena wasn't on the EAST as well. I need to find a go-between who can help us get together. A meeting in the ISA room would be secluded enough I believe. I think Hope would be helpful in this situation. She was always a friend. But I've been hearing things lately about her...the most disturbing being her the strange captivity occurring in her attic. I definitely don't think she's one to be trusted. Maybe Bob can help me on this one...Oh Bob ol' chap!

confessed by Shane Donovan at 12:22 AM

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Belle Confessional *Tribe Two*

(Belle is lying on the beach in her itsy bitsy yellow polka dot bikini, with her makeup bag servicing as a pillow. She is startled when she senses a huge shadow befall her. Opening her eyes she looks up to see Stefano leering down at her. Then she is doubly startled to see Bob hunkered down in the sand next to her, his camera also taking in the impressive view of the diabolical mastermind. Stefano asks her where her father is, but Belle is speechless as she scoots herself closer to Bob.)

Stefano: Hmmph (He stalks off.)

Oh, Bob, that was close huh? [Bob agrees, sweat flopping onto his Days Survivor T-shirt, mumbling something about guillotines and gas chambers]

I'm not supposed to say a word to that man. Daddy insists. Though sometimes I feel sorry for him. He seems so lost, like a big Saint Bernard. I heard he's been dead a whole buncha times so maybe that's it. That would be really tough to go through, huh?

You know, Bob... I couldn't find my dad last night. You remember, when I bumped into that British guy who told me he knew my parents... well I couldn't find Daddy anywhere, and he wasn't around this morning either. I'm worried that skank-haired lady did something to him. What if she's a ghost too? OMG! What if I'm a ghost!

Bob: Oh, no of course you aren't. These people are just kind of strange. Strangest bunch I've ever dealt with.

Well, how's my mom doing? I miss her. You've seen her, haven't you?

[Bob's fatherly instincts coming forth] Bob: She's doing okay, don't worry about her.

How about that little girl looking like me? Have you seen her? I had this funky nightmare about her. She was telling me these icky stories about being kidnapped.

[Bob's eyes shift uncomfortably, as he shakes his head, reminding himself this is just a job]

Good, I hope I never see her again.

confessed by Belle at 12:22 AM

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[Sighs], Oh Marlena, I'm so sorry, but try not to fret too much. [Trying to sound hopeful], I was able to speak with Shane earlier. [Concern filters into her voice], It seems John has not been acting himself at all...Ran right into a tree mumbling something about damned shower supposed to be there. Then there is the unexpected flow of wood--seems they have firewood from now until the end of time...he just kept on muttering about being a priest and tearing into that wood.