G3 - Camp - Gwen's Shelter - Day 5-7

[Hollywood Heidi]

Gwen's Shelter

Location found in box G3 below:

Each box is 3 miles by 3 miles. It takes an hour to walk 3 miles. But also keep in mind that hiking (like that really steep hill to get to higher ground) will take a heck of a lot longer and that if you're running (like from some jungle thing), that you'll get somewhere faster.

[Hollywood Heidi]

DAY 4 ENDS, SEVERAL HOURS HAVE GONE BY, DAY 5 BEGINS

[Gwen Havers]

Wanting to let Ray sleep in, Gwen woke and dressed for the new day as quietly as she could. She quickly dragged a comb through her hair and pulled it up into a ponytail, splashing some water on her face. The sudden and lone gunshot the night before had been followed by an uneasy quiet from Jack's tent; by now, everyone had probably put two and two together to realize that the dying man was no longer with them. But where had the gun come from? Had Jack been forced to do the shooting himself? And how was he coping with what he no doubt perceived as a personal failure?

She had no idea what this day would hold for them. Who would need helping, what bridges would need mending. But her first stop would be the luggage pile that Ana had sent into disarray the night before. She opened the tent flap and closed it quickly behind her, leaving Ray to sleep.

***Gwen leaves for G3 Camp***

[Hollywood Heidi]

DAY 5 ENDS, SEVERAL HOURS HAVE GONE BY, DAY 6 BEGINS

[Gwen Havers]

***Gwen enters***

Thanks to donations from the luggage pile, she found a change of clothes and slipped on another tank top and a pair of khaki pants. She tried to straighten up her hair and freshen her face, her tired eyes betraying the exhaustion and fatigue she really felt. Tossing some other clothes aside, she came across the drawing of Jake that Walter had given her. Questions and worst-case scenarios ran through her head as she lightly traced his pencil-drawn chin. There was danger in the trees, and now it seemed there was danger in the water with that morning's death. As fervently as Mason might argue the point, she couldn't make the other survivors feel safe here when she didn't.

But she could deal with one crisis at a time, just as they were trained to do at 30,000 feet or at sea level. She pulled a pack of cigarettes from one of the inside pockets of her carry-on bag. Her emergency reserve, to be used in case of intrusive mothers. She wished it were a full pack, but the rehearsal and subsequent dinner had been particularly stressful. And with the Island's system of currency that was currently in development, they should be considered at least a fair trade for what she needed.

***Gwen leaves for G3 Camp***

[Hollywood Heidi]

DAY 6 ENDS, SEVERAL HOURS HAVE GONE BY, DAY 7 BEGINS