F4 - Higher Ground

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Higher Ground

A bit of a hike from the survivor's camp, this flat, clear mesa is ideal for getting a better signal.

Area located in box F4 below:

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Day 8

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[Ariel]

Sayid peered around at the magnificent view before him before tiredly setting his things down. "This looks elevated enough," he quietly mumbled to himself as he made himself comfortable, for he knew that it would still be a while yet before five o'clock rolled around. Staring off of the elevated ground and into the distance of green and blue, his mind wandered back to Kate being alone with Sawyer. He knew she was the type to be able to handle herself, but he did not trust Sawyer and just hoped that he was not up to any of his usual shenanigans. However, his gut feeling kept telling him otherwise.

[Ariel]

Sayid was making sure that the antenna was securely in place and that everything was in order. As long as everyone did their part, the plan should work smoothly. He could only hope. It had been a few hours since he had arrived to the higher ground, it must be about time. Sayid checked his watch as 4:59 turned to exactly five o'clock. It was time. Drawing in a deep breath, he lit the match and ignited the fuse to the bottle rocket sending it sky high moments later. Looking up at the explosion in the sky he just made to signal the others, he switched his antenna on. "Alright everyone, it's your turn," He muttered to himself, hoping and praying that the others follow through with the mission at hand.

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***Bottle rocket exploding high up in the distance can be seen and faintly heard coming from the survivor's camp area***

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***A minute later, another bottle rocket exploding high up in the distance can be seen and faintly heard coming from the direction of Mid-Jungle Area***

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[Ariel]

Sayid anxiously waited for the other two to set off their rockets. His eyes glued to the horizon, Sayid did not want to miss anything as everything had to work out in their favour. Otherwise, everything they did to get to where they were at right now would be all for nothing. Not even a few seconds later did a faintly darkened stream shoot up into the air from the beach and explode. Boone's rocket was a success, now for Kate's turn. A couple of elongated seconds went by, and still nothing.

"Come on Kate, come on..." Sayid pleaded as he grew nervous in waiting. At last, Sayid was relieved at the sight of Kate's bottle rocket shooting high into the sky and exploding in plain sight. At that moment, Sayid switched on the antenna and with the transceiver in hand Sayid watched the screen in anticipation. Bars began to appear on the screen, Sayid couldn't believe it!

"Yes! yes, yes!" The plan and hard work was paying off, and they were on to something huge that could potentially get them a rescue. At last, they were about to catch a break. Sayid moved the transceiver around, the rest of his body following as he tried to find the source of the signal. Just as he was doing so, he felt a strange feeling overcome him. Someone was right behind him. At that point, everything happened so fast for Sayid and before he could act, he felt something whack his head so hard that it sent him straight to the grassy floor. All Sayid could make out was a dark figure towering over him before he fell unconscious.

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LOCKE
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Locke used his hunting and tracking skills to follow Sayid at a far enough distance to not be detected. There wasn't a closer place than the line of trees before the wide open mesa. He was a good distance away but was close enough to observe everything unfolding. He'd heard the plan. It was a good plan, a solid one that could get them rescued.

That was the problem he had with it.

They had to stay. The Island needed him. He needed the Island. This place was important and nobody had taken the time to stop focusing on leaving to realize it. From the moment he'd slowly gotten to his feet and stood, he knew it was his destiny, his fate, to be here and since they were all here as well, he saw it as their fate, too.

The thought of rescue finding them and possibly not letting him stay despite protests, then finding himself back home, feeling and looked upon as helpless in a wheelchair did play a small part in the back of his mind. It was the fate, however, that he held to tightly. He'd longed for something to believe in after each thing he'd put his belief and faith into before this island had cruelly been crushed one after the other. The Island hadn't let him down. In fact, he felt that the Island was encouraging and rewarding him for his faith.

As Sayid's attention was on the skies, Locke thought about the lengths he'd have to go to in order to stop this possible situation that threatened to crush this new path he found himself on. He watched in dread as first one, then a second bottle rocket exploded. Time for a decision was coming to an end.

Locke shifted, his foot coming up against something solid. He leaned down, quietly brushing away fallen leaves and foliage, unearthing a solid piece of wood. A branch broken from the very tree that currently hid him. He saw it as a sign from the Island, a gift that brought to him the plan of what he had to do.

There was a delay in the third bottle rocket exploding. Locke started to wonder if the Island had intervened in the location where Kate and Sawyer had been instructed to set off the third but unfortunately, though delayed, it had just gone off and Locke had to respond to this newest test given to him by the Island.

As Sayid was excitedly distracted with the transceiver, Locke quietly stalked closer. He noticed when Sayid noticed a shadow began to overlay his own and quickly brought down the branch before Sayid could turn.

Locke frowned down at Sayid's unconscious body. He was sorry that it had come to this. He checked for a pulse and made sure Sayid was good and out for the count before he drove the end of the stick down into the transceiver repeatedly, smashing it beyond repair.

[Ariel]

Sayid began to gain back consciousness after being out cold for some time. Eyes still closed, he rolls around to his side. He put his hand up to his head which was throbbing immensely, as if it had a massive heartbeat. Slowly, his eyes started to flutter open and winced at the glaring sunlight. Disoriented, Sayid began to prop himself upwards to a sitting position. He wondered what had happened to him, how long he had been out for. That was, until he caught a glimpse of an object out of the corner of his eye. The antenna to the transceiver. It all came back to him now, crystal clear. Sayid felt a sinking feeling slide down his chest into his stomach as he realized and took in the horror before his eyes.

"No...." Sayid whispered fearfully to himself as he picked up the smashed pieces of the broken transceiver. Sayid looks up from the transceiver and slowly peered around his surroundings. Whoever came out and attacked him does not want him to find out the source of the French transmission. But why? These questions swirled his mind as Sayid rashly packed up and headed back to the survivor's camp in complete defeat.

*** Sayid exits and treks back to the survivor's camp ***

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The rest of Day 13 and all of Day 14

pass by fairly uneventfully. It is now:



Day 15 - Mid-Day

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The rest of Day 15 passes by. It is now:


Day 16 - Morning


Thursday, October 7, 2004

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