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"Let's keep... following that girl then..." He gasped, what seemed to be the boardwalk seemed up ahead. Good, they can ask the girl for directions in this island.
"We're doing a lot of running, aren't we?" Kit said, stopping at the boardwalk entrance.

They came up to the boardwalk, and Athan wiped a small amount of sweat from his brow.

"Keeps us in shape, I guess. Either that or we might just be incredibly unprepared and wasting our time."

He shrugged his shoulders and headed into the boardwalk. Perhaps a lead would be found there.

Nascen watched the sun bathing women intently as they passed; though, his look was more alike a gentleman appraising works of art than a lecher drooling over some girls. He did have just a touch of goofy grin though.

"Miss Owle, right? She seems very much central to this, as much out of the loop as I am." he said flatly with no prelude. "Am I the only one finding it odd every one we've run into has a decently strong connection to her? And now... we're all rushing off to get the petals to help her, eh, we've all stated her sake in our reasons at least once. But now, we're all rushing off to get the petals because otherwise someone we don't want to have them would." Nascen spoke quickly, his eye going unfocused in thought and then suddenly focusing very sharply as he looked from Flare to Allen.

"We've all had it wrong till now! This isn't right, we're not supposed to be playing, there's only one way we really win; we stop the game."

"What if we gathered the petals, then refused to allow a blood sacrefice. The game could not be completed. Therefore it would not end. We could still stop it."
He stopped fiddling with the radio. His eyes turned purple as a leather binder lifted off the floorboard. It opened and a cd came out and put itself into the cd player.
My mind is clearer now..... At last, all to well, I can see, where we all soon will be Came the voice of Matt Brashears as Judas from the car's speakers.

Allen listened. And he thought. Nascen had a good point about the possibilities, and so did Flare. The problem was which was right? He didn't know, really, and couldn't figure it out without knowing more. But Jacknife had a point.

"Either way, the petals are still central to everything. So we need to gather as many as possible. Until we know more, thats all we can do."

"Right, problem is we've cut ourselves short on allies; we can't tell anyone more unless we have to, but that means even our former allies are now doing the wrong thing, and we have to stop them. We're setting ourselves off alone here, so if we're going through with this, it's just the six of us- no turning back, and unfortunately, no real allies beside. You all prepared to tear this jig saw puzzle apart?" Nascen leaned forward, the one eyed mercenery setting his hand out palm down in the middle of the rough circle made by the positioning of six people into five seats in front and back of the jeep.

"We're gonna save the world! Ya'll with me?"

"I'm fine with saving the world, but I don't see why we can't bring in more allies. As long as they're playing the game already, it should make no difference. They're already involved."

It seemed logical to Allen, at least. They'd just have to make sure it was only people they trusted. People they knew wouldn't turn against them, rather than complete strangers.