Opposite Plot Aftermath
Even though it had only been three days, the days of altered personalities had rendered the whole week one of my worst, if not the worst, of my whole time on the Island. I'd been I'd argued with friends, seen Jaye Tyler turn into a Stepford Wife, and had my life threatened by a 900 year old time traveller who even in human form could crush me like a bug. I'd spent a fair chunk of those 72 hours in tears, cowering in my parents' hut, and finally on a stake-out at the IPD outpost, tense for a confrontation with the Doctor that never happened.
When Keith Mars woke me, told me that the all clear had been given, I was too wiped out to do anything more than just walk, stonefaced back to my hut. Without the man very kindly steering me through the jungle, I probably would have walked into trees. I slept until the mid-afternoon on Saturday. Didn't do much on Sunday. Went back to the preschool on Monday. And Charlie still wasn't there.
And I wasn't surprised at that. I hadn't seen hide nor hair of the Doctor, either. Or Jaye. I knew these people were going to hate themselves when they came to, and that feeling wasn't going to go away easily. Even though it wasn't their fault.
It wasn't. As bad as I'd been made to feel in dealing with their temporary personalities, I could only imagine how bad it must have been for them, to be prisoners inside their own bodies. They didn't deserve to feel that way.
After preschool was over, I put away the toys and gathered up my things. I ate a quick lunch, and then I left the compound. There were people i needed to see, that I needed to talk to. And if they didn't want to say anything, then tough. I wasn’t going to let the Island have its little victory by keeping these people miserable.
Except for Jaye. I sort of suspected that if I showed up at her trailer, she'd throw things at me. I'd have to wait until she wanted to be found.
My first stop was Charlie Andrew's place in the Hamlet, where we'd argued that first day. I knocked beside the door.
When Keith Mars woke me, told me that the all clear had been given, I was too wiped out to do anything more than just walk, stonefaced back to my hut. Without the man very kindly steering me through the jungle, I probably would have walked into trees. I slept until the mid-afternoon on Saturday. Didn't do much on Sunday. Went back to the preschool on Monday. And Charlie still wasn't there.
And I wasn't surprised at that. I hadn't seen hide nor hair of the Doctor, either. Or Jaye. I knew these people were going to hate themselves when they came to, and that feeling wasn't going to go away easily. Even though it wasn't their fault.
It wasn't. As bad as I'd been made to feel in dealing with their temporary personalities, I could only imagine how bad it must have been for them, to be prisoners inside their own bodies. They didn't deserve to feel that way.
After preschool was over, I put away the toys and gathered up my things. I ate a quick lunch, and then I left the compound. There were people i needed to see, that I needed to talk to. And if they didn't want to say anything, then tough. I wasn’t going to let the Island have its little victory by keeping these people miserable.
Except for Jaye. I sort of suspected that if I showed up at her trailer, she'd throw things at me. I'd have to wait until she wanted to be found.
My first stop was Charlie Andrew's place in the Hamlet, where we'd argued that first day. I knocked beside the door.