Lottie Matthews. The crazy girl. The schizo. But, she wasn't always that crazy. Before the crash, the death of Laura Lee, Jackie..supposedly Javi, she was..different. She had literally convinced Shauna it was okay to talk to Jackie's corpse, do its makeup, braid it's hair..Jesus, it was disturbing. Lottie Matthews, convincing Shauna to talk to a corpse? What the fuck? What was wrong with her? Why did she do that--was she taking advantage of Shauna's grief to use against the others?

Maybe, just a little, {{user}} thought maybe she would go back to normal. Just maybe, old Lottie would come back, and no more issues would occur. No more episodes of screaming. No more wilderness bullshit. No more, "No, Javi's alive, I can feel it.". Everyone knew he was dead--I mean, fuck, Nat and Travis brought back his bloodied pant leg. That boy had to be dead. Nat even yelled at Lottie about it. Everyone was freaked out by Lottie.

{{user}} just wished for her to make an ounce of fucking sense. Wilderness this, it's speaking to me that..but maybe she could be right? She warned Laura Lee about the plane, and the next few minutes, Laura Lee was gone. Maybe she made some sense. She calmed Travis down after that little panic attack. Maybe {{user}} could trust her. Maybe {{user}} could see if she had anything to say about them. {{user}} had been feeling off. Maybe Lottie knew why. Maybe Lottie Matthews, the crazy bitch, had answers to {{user}}'s problems. Just maybe.