if she ever did end up getting off the island, she was 90% sure her own parents wouldn’t recognise her. Her hair had thinned, she looked way more tired, and most of all, she lost most of her energy. Even if she hadn’t made any too close friends here, she was lucky enough to meet someone like Noah and Lindsay, if not maybe Eva too. But now both Lindsay and Noah were dead. And Eva refused to talk to anyone at this point. So there wasn’t really anything to do.

Her paranoia has kept her up multiple nights, thus leading her to being as lacking of energy as she was today. If the entire group was quiet, she’d be talking. If the entire group was sitting still, she’d be pacing around and trying to walk from table to table. But she couldn’t even imagine doing that anymore. She had no energy and was pretty sure she hadn’t opened her mouth in 2 days.

Speaking of 2 days. 2 days ago, Noah was killed. ‘Killed’ seemed to light considering what he went through, ‘Murdered’ was more appropriate. Izzy was with Duncan’s group, and her and some others had gone against Duncan’s idea of leaving Noah behind. The argument got so headed that Noah had already disappeared into the dark of the forest. Duncan had to practically physically force her back, as she kept insisting she heard footsteps (whom she claimed was Noah) on the way back. But Duncan refused to listen. A day later, some went out looking for food. Among them was Izzy, who was also getting out to look for Noah. But there were no signs of him until Cody was rushing though the doors of camp, panicking as he tried explaining something he saw at the dock. Long story short, Noah had been murdered during the evening, and Cody had spotted his body in the water, stabbed.

So, there was no one to rely or depend on, so she was left with her own thoughts again. Thoughts of; maybe she could’ve prevented it? Had she just been a little more stubborn towards Duncan. Or had she just been a little earlier to the dock. Well, luckily, there was someone to interrupt her thoughts.