They had been running all day, even all night. They were getting used to hearing shots at any moment; luckily they did not to be worried about that because those shots were far away, until there.
The sun was getting up, and they were still walking; shots hadn’t stopped yet, but they decreased their frequency. They were 5 like in the beginning; Alan could notice their faces; they had changed from the first happy and cheerful faces that Alan could see, at that moment they were like old people who had been in a concentration camp; they looked like they had been walking during all their lives. Abruptly he felt a liquid substance in his face, it was red, it was… blood? … But… why? He didn’t hear anything; he looked next to him and one of his friends had a big hole in his chest, he was still walking, but after a moment his knees got bent, his hand went up to touch the hole, his face got disfigured touching it, his ayes looked at sky, trying to find something, but at the end their just found the ground and dust.
Young started to run faster than before, Alan could see that there were around 5 or 6 mercenaries in their behind. One by one, their group got smaller Clark, Uther and even peter, who looked like a great sportsman who could live more than Alan, died. They split out to have more options to live, but when Alan saw that Gary had fallen and one mercenary was about to kill him, he came back to help Gary. The mercenary was a cold blooded psycho; he wanted to kill Gary with a knife. Alan took a thick stick with him, and he was about to hit the mercenary, this killer realized that so he dodged the big branch falling and charged against Alan; from the ground Gary took the mercenary’s right calf to floor him, the mercenary fell down at the same time that Alan hit him in the head. It was the very first time that he killed something, and this was a man … a man!!! He just could think of that. If when he saw the bodies he was petrified, at that moment his own soul had gone away out of him. He lifted Gary from the ground and they try to run; it was difficult because Gary had broken his right ankle, but they could take a good distance from the “mercenary hunter group”.
Their adrenalin levels were high; this ran through their veins to inject with energy their muscles, including the brain that made them think in the worst ways to die. Was that mercenary the most psycho one? Were they going to die fast or slowly? Were their families going to know their deaths? At that moment Alan remembered that all those things was being recording; he tried to find a camera, a microphone or something, until finally, up in a tree, he could see a camouflaged camera that was recording all that he was doing. He did several things, thinking that somebody could bring help if they could watch them on TV, or the internet. Unexpectedly they heard a shot; it was close. They started to run frantically to a place with a lot of trees. After that they were running for a long time, until Gary said:
-Wait!!! Wait!!! I could hear something over there- Gary said
-What? - Asked Alan- are you kidding man? We must rush now!!!
Alan continued running, ignoring what Billy had said to him. Suddenly when Alan passed through some shrubs getting out to an open place, he heard the sound of a sniper shooting. When the bullet was almost touching him, Gary was screaming, and Alan thought that was the end, but like a tiger, Billy went out from nowhere and tackled Alan down; the bullet grazed his hair and just pierced the air around them. They stayed down and dragged to a safe place; from there they could notice that a second shot killed Gary; they woke up and ran; they got to a wall of rock where they could hide, like in a hole.
-Are you ok? - Billy asked
- Yeah, thanks, I owe you one- Alan answered pleased
- Wait, wait, -
-What?-
-shhhhh, they are close up here- Billy said
Although Alan felt more confident with Billy next to him, supporting him, Alan could not stop to think that they were going to die there. “Why did I do this?” Is what he asked to himself and at the same time he remembered his house and friends. Up there in the top of the wall, a group of mercenaries could be heard; they used their radios to communicate each other. “10-4, the bird is gone, daddy is red” are phrases that they used as a code. Alan felt afraid, anxious, but on the other hand he wanted to get up and fight. At that moment one of them touched a stone that fell to the ocean. “Wait, I could hear something”, that was like a sword entering in their chests. He want to scream, run, escape from there, his muscles contract, his eyes couldn’t see sharply, his heart was beating like it was going to explode, and his survivor instinct say to him: “don’t scream, don’t scream”, the mercenary was approaching and in his mind he just had “don´t scream, don´t scream”.
jueves, 16 de junio de 2011
3) Time to run!!!
After a week they had got closer in their groups, Alan knew better his friends. His group was quite nice; they talked each other, laughed and made jokes all the time, however he noticed that the other groups weren’t like them. One of the other groups was just talking silently, almost whispering; they looked the other groups like examining them. There was another group where they were just arguing most of the time; food, women, sex, sports and so forth, they just started a conversation and started a conflict. And there was another group with only sportsmen; they worked out all day long, but Alan thought that they did that just to impress the other young.
Then suddenly a helicopter interrupted them, it came from nowhere and nobody saw it just until the colonel jump out from the helicopter moving, like a Popsicle seller. He went closer to the guys and said:
-Ok guys!!! this is the time; your honor and courage are at stake- the colonel said while he was looking the solemn faces- you are going to live the most extreme situation that men have ever lived; you have … 15 min to prepare all your provisions, tools or implements, and then come back here to give you the next instruction-
Everybody was confused because all of them were expecting a competition or something but in that place; there were obstacle course, implements and a lot of TV stuff to record something, so they thought that they were going to do any challenge there, anyway they all did what they were told.
- Well, are all you here? – he answered himself, he just started to count them but he realized that he couldn’t do it in the short time that he had, as a result he stopped it- Yeah, I think so, well Ill tell you this fast and concise, from the continent, there are coming 15 well prepared mercenaries, they come here with a mission … killing you all… well almost all because the last one of you that stand is going to be the winner of all this- at the moment he said that, the helicopter arrived from their backs, and again nobody could noticed it- so they will be here in around 30 minutes- he was saying while he was getting up on to the helicopter- just one more advise, run boys, run.
After that the helicopter flew away. Young were all confused an shocked, nobody could believe that they were doing to die there, therefore some of them just stayed there leaving their things where they were at the beginning, and keeping doing what they were doing. Just around 20 of them, about 4 groups, were more careful and walked a prudent distance from the initial place. Minutes passed but there were like hours, Alan’s group was frightened about what was about to happened, they tried to hide their anxiety but they couldn’t.
30 minutes passed and 35 and 45 too, so everybody thought that what colonel said was a joke, that’s why they started to return. They were returning when suddenly a plane passed up in the sky. Nothing happened, but then several shadows could be seen in the sky. Those shadows began to look sharp… they were human figures. They were … paratroopers? “Must we run?” is what all the young in the initial place thought, but they couldn’t move at all. When the paratroopers were just 100 meter up, they started shooting and throwing grenades. Almost all the people there died, it was a massacre, and nobody could do anything. Alan was petrified, he had never thought that this could be happening; he could not move and remove his ayes from the dead bodies. He hadn’t seen the death as close as he was seeing there, just once he had seen a little bird crushed by a car but he knew then that it was totally different; he could smelled the stink of those corpses, because “yes now they are just corpses” thought Alan, the eyes of the dead people came into his mind and he thought that they were going to be there forever as the memory of his first kiss, or the surprise party that his friends did for him some years ago, but this is another type of memory; this is a scary one that was going to be stuck in the walls of his brain, hidden, and trying to sleep in the future, that memory would flood his head bringing fear, despair, and that damn smell.
“Run!!! Run, for god sake RUN!!!” somebody was pulling him from his arm, it was Billy; in fact all of them were already trying to escape.
- We have to escape!!! Did you see that?!!!- Billy said greatly distressed
- Yes, it was… it was…- Alan tried to described the situation, but he did not find out a good adjective for it
- Don’t worry, I got it, just … run now- Billy was looking for the group, which was found only a few minutes after.
Then suddenly a helicopter interrupted them, it came from nowhere and nobody saw it just until the colonel jump out from the helicopter moving, like a Popsicle seller. He went closer to the guys and said:
-Ok guys!!! this is the time; your honor and courage are at stake- the colonel said while he was looking the solemn faces- you are going to live the most extreme situation that men have ever lived; you have … 15 min to prepare all your provisions, tools or implements, and then come back here to give you the next instruction-
Everybody was confused because all of them were expecting a competition or something but in that place; there were obstacle course, implements and a lot of TV stuff to record something, so they thought that they were going to do any challenge there, anyway they all did what they were told.
- Well, are all you here? – he answered himself, he just started to count them but he realized that he couldn’t do it in the short time that he had, as a result he stopped it- Yeah, I think so, well Ill tell you this fast and concise, from the continent, there are coming 15 well prepared mercenaries, they come here with a mission … killing you all… well almost all because the last one of you that stand is going to be the winner of all this- at the moment he said that, the helicopter arrived from their backs, and again nobody could noticed it- so they will be here in around 30 minutes- he was saying while he was getting up on to the helicopter- just one more advise, run boys, run.
After that the helicopter flew away. Young were all confused an shocked, nobody could believe that they were doing to die there, therefore some of them just stayed there leaving their things where they were at the beginning, and keeping doing what they were doing. Just around 20 of them, about 4 groups, were more careful and walked a prudent distance from the initial place. Minutes passed but there were like hours, Alan’s group was frightened about what was about to happened, they tried to hide their anxiety but they couldn’t.
30 minutes passed and 35 and 45 too, so everybody thought that what colonel said was a joke, that’s why they started to return. They were returning when suddenly a plane passed up in the sky. Nothing happened, but then several shadows could be seen in the sky. Those shadows began to look sharp… they were human figures. They were … paratroopers? “Must we run?” is what all the young in the initial place thought, but they couldn’t move at all. When the paratroopers were just 100 meter up, they started shooting and throwing grenades. Almost all the people there died, it was a massacre, and nobody could do anything. Alan was petrified, he had never thought that this could be happening; he could not move and remove his ayes from the dead bodies. He hadn’t seen the death as close as he was seeing there, just once he had seen a little bird crushed by a car but he knew then that it was totally different; he could smelled the stink of those corpses, because “yes now they are just corpses” thought Alan, the eyes of the dead people came into his mind and he thought that they were going to be there forever as the memory of his first kiss, or the surprise party that his friends did for him some years ago, but this is another type of memory; this is a scary one that was going to be stuck in the walls of his brain, hidden, and trying to sleep in the future, that memory would flood his head bringing fear, despair, and that damn smell.
“Run!!! Run, for god sake RUN!!!” somebody was pulling him from his arm, it was Billy; in fact all of them were already trying to escape.
- We have to escape!!! Did you see that?!!!- Billy said greatly distressed
- Yes, it was… it was…- Alan tried to described the situation, but he did not find out a good adjective for it
- Don’t worry, I got it, just … run now- Billy was looking for the group, which was found only a few minutes after.
2) Beginnig ...
- Why are you here, boy?!!!- a man with a military accent, that anybody could notice and hear from miles, asked - you look like a mommy child-
- I...I am here because… because- the boy was too afraid to talk, but nobody could blame him, due to the military man could frighten even the most brave of them.
- Fresh meat - the military man whispered in a volume almost unlistenable and with a little smile on his face that just few of them could notice- ok, ok, ok, just be quiet, and why are you here, boy?- he asked to another one in the line.
- I’m here to win; sir- Alan answered calmed – I do need the money for my family and me.-
- Good, good that’s the attitude- shouted the military man spiting some of the young in the line- I am Wormald, Colonel John F. Wormald, and I shall be your host in this island, you are going to experience the most extreme situations in your life, but before that you are living here for a week, to meet each other, training, have fun or whatever what you want to do, and then I’ll come back with a big surprise to you, so be prepared for that day, that’s all for today, bye, I’ll see you in a week-
When colonel went out of the view of young, everybody started introduce each other, some of them more carefully than other but all of them, or almost all of the wanted to know that group. Almost, because one of the stay alone from the beginning, he was thin almost skinny, ginger, and he looked like a scared dog that was battered. With an unexpressive face he just stayed away from the group looking a green handbook which he had taken out just minutes after coronel went away.
Alan was shyer than many of the other in the group, but he started to greet with the others young, he introduced him to at least 50 young, and he couldn’t say hello to everyone. He thought that they were around 70 and 100 people, around 69 and 99 challengers to defeat but how? That was the question. Suddenly, five young came close to him and broke his meditation.
- Hello- a young said happily with a strange accent- what’s your name?
- Alan, and, who are all of you?-
- Well – another young said – I am Gary, this is Billy, Clark, Uther and peter- everyone shook their hands each other- if you want you can go with us
- Yeah, I do – Alan said relaxed because it was easier to him in that way instead of going by himself to meet other people.
He felt quite comfortable in that group, as if he had known them all his life. He got closer with some of them and talked a long time with Gary and Billy; they were very similar in their personalities. He saw again the young who had been alone at first, and he was still alone, so he decided to invite him to join his group.
- Hey, how are you? - Alan asked in the most kindly way that he could, but there was no answer- Hey dude, can you hear me? -
- Yes
- So, why don’t you join us?
- I don’t think so- answered inexpressively
- Why don’t you want to come …
- Don’t you understand? - The boy interrupted - Why are you going to do when they betray you for the prize? This is the real life, bro; you gotta understand that, it’s for your own good.
“He is a stupid young” Alan thought while he was walking to the group, but was that true? Could Alan trust in his group?
- I...I am here because… because- the boy was too afraid to talk, but nobody could blame him, due to the military man could frighten even the most brave of them.
- Fresh meat - the military man whispered in a volume almost unlistenable and with a little smile on his face that just few of them could notice- ok, ok, ok, just be quiet, and why are you here, boy?- he asked to another one in the line.
- I’m here to win; sir- Alan answered calmed – I do need the money for my family and me.-
- Good, good that’s the attitude- shouted the military man spiting some of the young in the line- I am Wormald, Colonel John F. Wormald, and I shall be your host in this island, you are going to experience the most extreme situations in your life, but before that you are living here for a week, to meet each other, training, have fun or whatever what you want to do, and then I’ll come back with a big surprise to you, so be prepared for that day, that’s all for today, bye, I’ll see you in a week-
When colonel went out of the view of young, everybody started introduce each other, some of them more carefully than other but all of them, or almost all of the wanted to know that group. Almost, because one of the stay alone from the beginning, he was thin almost skinny, ginger, and he looked like a scared dog that was battered. With an unexpressive face he just stayed away from the group looking a green handbook which he had taken out just minutes after coronel went away.
Alan was shyer than many of the other in the group, but he started to greet with the others young, he introduced him to at least 50 young, and he couldn’t say hello to everyone. He thought that they were around 70 and 100 people, around 69 and 99 challengers to defeat but how? That was the question. Suddenly, five young came close to him and broke his meditation.
- Hello- a young said happily with a strange accent- what’s your name?
- Alan, and, who are all of you?-
- Well – another young said – I am Gary, this is Billy, Clark, Uther and peter- everyone shook their hands each other- if you want you can go with us
- Yeah, I do – Alan said relaxed because it was easier to him in that way instead of going by himself to meet other people.
He felt quite comfortable in that group, as if he had known them all his life. He got closer with some of them and talked a long time with Gary and Billy; they were very similar in their personalities. He saw again the young who had been alone at first, and he was still alone, so he decided to invite him to join his group.
- Hey, how are you? - Alan asked in the most kindly way that he could, but there was no answer- Hey dude, can you hear me? -
- Yes
- So, why don’t you join us?
- I don’t think so- answered inexpressively
- Why don’t you want to come …
- Don’t you understand? - The boy interrupted - Why are you going to do when they betray you for the prize? This is the real life, bro; you gotta understand that, it’s for your own good.
“He is a stupid young” Alan thought while he was walking to the group, but was that true? Could Alan trust in his group?
1) Just a moment...
-Wait!!! Wait!!! I could hear something over there- Gary said
-What? - Asked Alan- are you kidding man? We must rush now!!!
Alan continued running, ignoring what Gary had said to him. Suddenly when Alan passed
Through some shrugs getting out an open place, he heard the sound of a sniper shooting. He knew that the shot was aimed to him, the time went slower than always, he could feel his entire body; he never had felt that before, that was like he could hear any part of his body, his heart beating, how blood ran through his muscles, his brain was thinking a thousand revolution per second, he could remember when he was in the last Christmas and everybody had been having fun, his father and mother, his little brother, his loved aunt Mary, even his uncle Steve, who was a military in Vietnam, looked happy that day. Also he remembered Layla and how this trip had given him the confidence to dare to show what he had been feeling about her just few weeks before he came to the island. After all that thought, he had not dead; he believed that he could escape from the bullet, yes he could do it. He started the action of thinking the idea of moving his body, sent that idea to the extremities of his body, the extremities took the order but … what was happening? Arms and leg tried to move but the order was faster then his body could understand
-Is this the end? … Yes this is the end for me- Alan thought – how is my family in the house? My mom is going to kill me, well she is going to revive me and the she is going to kill me-
A little nervous smile a bit nostalgic on his face was painted, but just for a moment because that smile gave way to another expression of his face; this one was an expression that showed that he was waiting what was about to happen.
-What? - Asked Alan- are you kidding man? We must rush now!!!
Alan continued running, ignoring what Gary had said to him. Suddenly when Alan passed
Through some shrugs getting out an open place, he heard the sound of a sniper shooting. He knew that the shot was aimed to him, the time went slower than always, he could feel his entire body; he never had felt that before, that was like he could hear any part of his body, his heart beating, how blood ran through his muscles, his brain was thinking a thousand revolution per second, he could remember when he was in the last Christmas and everybody had been having fun, his father and mother, his little brother, his loved aunt Mary, even his uncle Steve, who was a military in Vietnam, looked happy that day. Also he remembered Layla and how this trip had given him the confidence to dare to show what he had been feeling about her just few weeks before he came to the island. After all that thought, he had not dead; he believed that he could escape from the bullet, yes he could do it. He started the action of thinking the idea of moving his body, sent that idea to the extremities of his body, the extremities took the order but … what was happening? Arms and leg tried to move but the order was faster then his body could understand
-Is this the end? … Yes this is the end for me- Alan thought – how is my family in the house? My mom is going to kill me, well she is going to revive me and the she is going to kill me-
A little nervous smile a bit nostalgic on his face was painted, but just for a moment because that smile gave way to another expression of his face; this one was an expression that showed that he was waiting what was about to happen.
jueves, 2 de junio de 2011
what's going on
In a hard future society where people are more and more immersed in TV, a TV show gives the most essential step in the transition from what we are as people now, to something else. Directors, producers, sponsors, and so forth agree with making this new project that is going to push a group of young people to show what the real human behavior is, when this is in extreme situations. Common people think that this couldn’t be real and nobody knows perfectly how is going to be the entire program. A big group of mercenaries are carried by the production of this TV show to an island, where the group of boys has been for about 1 week, Is this a misunderstanding? Why do they need a group of a cold blooded mercenaries prepared to everything? Will the guys be prepared for this? After a week these young guys have shared some events together, however when mercenaries will arrive all this calm is going to become a big mess.
miércoles, 1 de junio de 2011
Main character
Alan is a young who is 17 years old. He is a really normal guy. He lives in a house with his parents and two brothers in Australia
jueves, 26 de mayo de 2011
Author
I'm Cristobal Morales, I was bor in 1991 in El Bosque, Santiago
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