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Post by Goodwin Stanhope on Jun 8, 2008 21:14:29 GMT -5
Goodwin sat by the treeline, keeping an eye on the survivors. It was getting dark and the jungle was giving him a good cover.
"Psst!" he heard from the jungle. Goodwin looked around.
"Goodwin! Over here!" the voice said, whispering loudly. He looked around and spotted a familiar face in the jungle. He looked around and walked over. No-one else was around, he was sure of it. No-one had ventured into the jungle since it got dark. He walked back and grabbed the boy by the collar and walked him away from the beach.
"Karl! What are you doing here?" Goodwin said
"Ben sent me. He wants to know what's going on." he replied. Goodwin looked around some more confirming no-one was watching.
"OK, tell him I have a few names and by last count there were about 48 survivors, but more importantly, Jack Shephard, a doctor, is heading to the front of the plane and putting a group together to find a transceiver, so you need to tell Ben to deal with that. He'll know what I mean." Goodwin said. "Oh, and tell him to send someone a little more discrete next time! You nearly blew it. Now GO!" he said.
Karl ran off into the jungle as Goodwin walked back, grabbing a few more sticks from the ground. He walked back and threw the sticks onto the signal fire, and walked back to where he was sitting.
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