The Island

Part 10 - 4

Four:

In Michael's room, something wasn't right. Taylor hadn't even woke to the tree; in fact, she hadn't awoken at all. Her body wasn't even in her bed; if it was, she'd be a pancake. A dead, flat corpse pressed under the cheer weight of the tree and the top bunk. Instead of her bed, she was on her rippled floor. Her body was lined shoulder to shoulder with other occupants of the cabin. It wasn't clear whether they were her roommates or not. Hell, it wasn't even clear if they were even alive. Taylor herself could be dead. But only that special someone would know! They were busy at the moment, but they had taken care of Michael's roommates long before the tree had fallen. Once the coast was clear, they'd move into their second and third phases of their operation. But for now, they were somewhere about the cabin. Outside Michael's quiet room, JT luckily had caught the falling girl from the bathroom. Her body slammed against JT's arms, sending pain shooting through JT's already sore arms. Even though JT was in pain, it was better than her landing on the jagged debris on the ground. At least it was better than falling to the debris below. He hadn't even seen who he'd caught falling, so JT put this girl down in front of him. Blonde hair rocked to the side as Jeanette turned her face to JT's. She stared at him for a moment, trying to make sense of what just happened. When she did, thoughts flooded her mind. It's JT. It's freaking JT. One thought provoked her; run. Jeanette took off past JT in what speed she could manage in fuzzy slippers and a debris field. She began to scream as she felt like Adin's murderer was chasing her. Of course JT followed; he needed to calm her down before she did anything stupid. "Sara!" A voice echoed from behind the two. Still trudging through the hall, Andie emerged from his room. He saw the commotion down the hall and began chasing it too. Jeanette stepped over the large mound of debris at the foot of the destruction and was able to go much faster through the foyer. "Help!" She screamed. JT was gaining on her fast from behind. Jeanette instinctively ran for the library, unknowing that that was Emma's and JT's established base. She through open the door and went for the kitchen shortcut. Emma ducked her head as Jeanette came barreling toward her. Jeanette saw Emma and tried to stop, but couldn't. Jeanette tumbled over Emma, just barely missing the corner of the wooden desk. She struck the ground hard. JT entered the room and saw everything. "Jeanette?" Sara said from across the room. Jeanette was quick to keep pulling her herself away, but she could no longer get away from JT. "Stop." JT commanded her sternly. She breathed heavily and looked absolutely terrified. "Calm down." Emma soothed her. Jeanette backed herself up to a bookcase and breathed heavy and fast at the sight of JT. She was almost sure of what he was. "JT..." She tried. "Close the door." Emma ignored Jeanette trying to speak and eyed JT. He stepped forward and shut the library's main door. "You're the one who-" Cutting Jeanette off again was the opening of the door. Except this time it wasn't JT opening it. Sara turned to the door and saw her boyfriend. "Andie!" She cried. Andie entered the room, observing Wyatt's and Logan's bodies and tried to avoid them. He stopped his approach for his girlfriend and looked down at them. "Oh my God, are they-" "No." Emma replied, reading Andie's unspoken thoughts. "Andie," Sara said, seeing Andie's body for the first time since the tree incident. "What happened to you?" Upon looking at his body, she discovered Andie had been injured. At his left knee, a deep gash bleed lots more than her own cuts. He was topless, sporting enough scars to say he had been in a season on the Varsity football team. Thankfully he wore athletic shorts and flop flops, or else his cuts could be banged up much worse. "What's wrong, Sara?" Andie turned to Emma and revealed his scraped up body. "Oh my goodness, sit down. I'll get you some bandages in a second." Emma said. She looked down upon Wyatt, who seemed to be doing better. He was more lucid and his breathing seemed to be returning to normal. Logan had been put into a seizure recovery position, something Emma learned from her freshmen health class. Andie sat in the wood rocking chair, letting the cold polished wood sting his warmish body. They all kind of looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Andie was just know detecting the fumes, making her gag a bit. "Ugh." He spat. "What is that?" "I don't know. It'll knock you right out though." JT replied. "Did you say it'll knock you out?" Andie asked. "Yeah, why?" JT replied inquisitively. "Guys, I think there's been a carbon monoxide leak." Andie's words silenced the entire room. "What?" Emma said. "You know those commercials where they say to get a carbon monoxide monitor in your home? Well, I think the tree might have smashed one of the tanks of natural gas and created the leak." "Yeah, and so?" Emma turned her hand. "And so?" Andie became very serious. "If there's a carbon monoxide leak, we've all been exposed to it. And carbon monoxide is lethal, mind you." His frightening words stuck to everyone's minds like glue. "So, what your saying is that everyone in here has inhaled carbon monoxide?" Emma reassured. "Yeah." The reality of this disaster was sinking in. Emma looked over at Logan's still unmoving body. "And all who haven't shown up, including Carmen, are still being exposed to it?" Jeanette spoke rationally. Andie nodded. "And that means all of Michael's roommates too." JT added. The situation on their hands inside the library struck everyone deep in the heart. Not only could everyone in the rest of the cabin be dead, but some of their own could have already left Earth from an overdosage of carbon monoxide.