01; [lobby]
The prospect of leaving the island was more than a welcome one. When he heard the news of an outsider with a satellite phone Jack would have quite literally leaped to the occasion. Unfortunately the sand providing uneven footing hindered his movement considerably as he pushed himself up from a sitting position to stand. After leaving the beach to walk on more solid land inland Jack broke into a run to find this woman who could provide a way out for everyone.
He passed by all the familiar landmarks: the campsite, this cluster of trees, the food stash. Another few yards and he should be -
Not here. Jack found himself standing in the middle of a hotel lobby. The sand that has collected on his jeans and shoes rolls onto the floor below. He doesn't know where he is or how he got here, but he does know that there is a receptionist looking at him a bit expectantly.
"Uh, sorry," he apologizes with a wince, not quite certain what he should be apologizing for. If this isn't another hallucination, it's a trick.
He passed by all the familiar landmarks: the campsite, this cluster of trees, the food stash. Another few yards and he should be -
Not here. Jack found himself standing in the middle of a hotel lobby. The sand that has collected on his jeans and shoes rolls onto the floor below. He doesn't know where he is or how he got here, but he does know that there is a receptionist looking at him a bit expectantly.
"Uh, sorry," he apologizes with a wince, not quite certain what he should be apologizing for. If this isn't another hallucination, it's a trick.