Repost possibly? Can’t remember if I already posted this.

Ark: Object of Extinction

Chapter Four: The Survivor’s Truth

I reluctantly stepped into the cabin. The inside smelled like a mixture of citrus and brown rice. It was a small cabin. It had a bed in one corner, a small table in another, and various logs for chairs. In the back right next to the bed, was a stone fireplace. A black pot sat in it. Josh motioned for us to sit on one of the logs. I complied. “So…” I began, staring expectantly at Josh. “…Right. I’m guessing you both will want to know where you are? The answer to that is, I haven’t the slightest idea. Like I’ve said, I’ve only been here for a day or so.” He said dreamily. Ethan looked even more confused than before, and I with him. Josh hurried over to the pot. He pulled it out of the fire with his bare hands, then poured the contents into three stone bowls. He brought them over to us, and handed them out. I looked at the mixture. It had a thick, juicy, chicken looking meat in it, something that looked like blackberries, water, and various leaves. Ethan twirled his finger in it. “Looks safe…” He said, almost sounding as if he was reassuring himself. I nodded gratefully at Josh, I hadn’t ate since I left earth. I downed the mixture in one gulp. I turned to see that Ethan had done the same, though, his reaction was much different then mine. He looked as if he had swallowed an entire lemon whole. “Why are we here?” I asked suddenly, surprising even myself. Josh swallowed the large chunk of meat he had been chewing on, and cleared his throat. “There are two things that I guess could’ve happened. Number one, We were kidnapped in our sleep, and thrown back to earth. Number two, TUR threw us into a simulation of sorts, to battle it out amongst each other, caveman style. Number two is the more likely probability, judging by the fact that our wrists were branded with ‘Contestant X’.” He said simply. I raised my eyebrow. “So your essentially saying, we’re in a game?” I asked. “Essentially, yes.” He replied. I felt anger rising inside me. “I will not be used, I am Commander Per-.” I was cut short by Josh raising his hand. “Be quiet, do you hear that?” He said. I listened. I didn’t hear it immediately, but I saw the color drain from Ethan’s face, his knuckles turned white as he clenched the axe. Then, I heard it, someone was outside, and by the sound of it, they were pleading with someone, or worse.

Next in Armadoggo, previous in Archaeopteryx.

By MGG