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Well… that was… a way for her wedding to go… Her fiance, as nice and charming as he seemed, was dangerous and only in it for money. She had to act insane at the ceremony just to make Arjun’s parents send her away.
Tied up… on an island… in the middle of nowhere… her bridal mehendi now permanent in scarring. How… how long has she been here? How much longer until she dies of hunger and thirst? Ollie doesn’t know.
…What was that in the distance? Was that… Is that a ship?! Maybe they could help! Please! Don’t leave! Don’t just pass by! There’s someone here! I’M HERE!
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Ollie wakes with a gasp. “Why did I–? Where is..? Where… where am I?” He looks around frantically.
“CODY?”
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“LUCKY?”
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“FROGGY?”
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“Pol… Captain..?”
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“Mouse…?”
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“...anyone? Is anyone there?”
Giving up on calling out for any more of his fellow crewmates, Ollie examines his surroundings. It seems familiar… this island… the sun… the heat… All that’s missing is… is him tied up. Did the– did the crew leave him back here? But… but his family would never let them, right? Mouse, she– she wouldn’t have left him. Froggy, she wouldn’t either, not after being together this long. What about Cody and Lucky? Didn’t they– didn’t they say “till death do us part”? Was that– was it all a lie..?
He doesn’t know. All that Ollie could do is cry and hope that either someone comes back for him, or that his eventual death would be pain-free.
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“-lie…
-llie…
OLLIE!!”
It was… It was Lucky. “Ollie, love, are you okay? You seemed so distressed while sleeping…” Please… someone tell him that this isn’t another dream.