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((I'm sorry I wasn't online much yesterday and didn't even send in a vote. My only excuse was this fascinating book, Bloodsong by Melvin Burgess, that I refused to put down and read for 5 hours straight. HIGHLY recommended if you're into a bit of fantasy adventure with a bit sci-fi technology mixed in and a major love theme as well. I, personally, think it combines everything you need in a book.

But enough about that.))

Vittay paced around the camp. It seemed so empty now. The air itself felt darker, colder and more dense as if it were slowly growing more solid in order to entrap the remaining survivors. Vittay felt lucky that her heart still pumped blood through her arteries and veins because she knew by now, that might all change.

Vittay had learnt not to take the losses too hard now. If she broke down everytime someone was gone well...Vittay might as well kill herself too. She was stronger now with a clearer resolution. Everyone who had been eaten would be avenged. This morbid strength powered Vittay through the days with a serious look on her face. But beneath the stone hard exterior, her interior was screaming for help and clawing at every little thread of hope the group were given.

She looked at the sleeping forms of her fellow survivors and realised that none of them could be trusted. It was horrible to think that among them, there were cannibals about. Who could it be? Vittay hadn't made any close friends: her paranoia kept her from doing so. Everyone was a suspect here.

Vittay sat down on the sand and took her scarf off from around her neck. The scarf was certainly worse for wear than when she had first set foot in the airport that dreadful day. She sat in foetal position, trying her hardest to fight back the tears and the fear that filled her heart. She kept her head down and allowed a single tear to drop; it landed on her scarlet scarf, leaving one darker circle of red on the faded red material. She shifted on her bottom further from the group but she realised there was someone missing...

That girl with the sword! Where had she gone? Vittay's first thoughts were she was overreacting and that girl had simply strolled off or was sleeping somewhere out of sight. But considering the circumstances...Vittay decided to pace quickly along the length of the beach, sand getting in her shoes with every step, until she saw a pile. A pile of bones with fresh flesh and muscle still rotting away. A broken sword lay by the side of what remained of Cortesa's corpse.

Vittay turned away - disgusted.

((I got bored so I typed up that uber-long RP post just now.

And I sent you the clue I got today via PM. What'chu think?))