BaileyWithFangs

LOST PART 2.    I looked behind Shannon and saw a pile of suitcases. Someone must have dragged them ashore. "Shannon, look!" "Our luggage could be over there," she said. We ran over as a guy with almost shoulder length blonde hair was digging through suitcases. I saw my purple Suitcase and snatched it out of the pile. Then the guy grabbed a familiar suitcase and opened it. "Hey!" I said grabbing Lauren's suitcase away from him. He scowled and moved on to the next bag. Shannon pulled her second pink bag out of the rummage. We pulled our stuff over to a corner and sat back down in the sand. The plane was just smoking now, the fire was out. T

        I woke up and I was lying on a beach. I thought it was all a dream. I remember getting on my plane that was going home with my sister, Lauren, then Blankness… I sat up and instantly felt a throbbing pain in my shoulder. I stood up and looked around. Then the initial shock hit me. There was metal everywhere. Random pieces of all sizes scattered around everywhere. In the middle of all the chaos half of our plane sat there at an odd angle. People were running around me. Some were screaming, others were crying.  Then I noticed the fire. The plane was on fire. People were helping other people still strapped in their seats get out. I

L O S T The transceiver projected more clearly now. It changed to a male voice. It said, "Iteration 17294531." "Okay. What's that?" asked Charlie. "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." Sayid shook his head. His features became worried. "'No, no, no' what?" I asked. "What 'no?'" Shannon added. "The batteries are dying!" Sayid said.  "How much time do we have?" Kate asked. "Not much." "I have heard you speak French! Just listen to this! Listen to it!" "I can't!" Shannon  argued to Boone. "You speak French or not? Because that would be nice," Sawyer said. The radio finished transmitting the French message again then it spat out in a mono