“My sat phone isn’t working. It had a full charge and it should work, but it is dead. Did you use it Christian?” her eyes narrowed and looked over to the blond man with the big teeth.
“Why the hell are you asking me? I didn’t touch your shit.” He said defensively.
“Anyone have a cellphone?” Marla asked.
“Cell phones don’t work out here Marla.” Christian quipped snidely.
“But they can video asshole. If we have to, we can use our cellphones as cameras until we can get replacements. We can just film bits and pieces and then editing can put it all together later. Along with what has been shot so far.”
Everyone pulled out their cellphones, and then looked around at each other.
“Mine isn’t working” Tom said and shrugged.
“Neither is mine.” Said Bruce and Hudson together and looked at each other.
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Carol tiptoed around the trees, looking for things to eat. It had only been two hours since breakfast and she was already starving. She could hear her stomach even now, growling like a wild animal. Grayson had found them a large fallen tree that had a hallow cavity for them to live in. She wasn’t crazy about it, but had acquiesced when he said if they found something better, they would claim it. If there were any bugs or snakes in there, she’d kick Grayson in the nuts. He was such a cranky old bastard. Once more she bemoaned her plight.
Why had she gotten an old geezer? She didn’t give a damn if he did run marathons, they weren’t running one here. Why couldn’t she have gotten that cute Connor? She had the worst luck. Grayson was now looking for water since he’d brought a canteen as his choice item, and she had been tasked with looking for food. She was coming up short and her stomach was complaining, she had chosen a knife as her item, but it wasn’t doing her much good right now.
She was still angry, she had thought for sure that she would end up on a beach somewhere, not this god forsaken place in the middle of nowhere, and she’d almost brought sunblock as her item, she was glad she didn’t. Everyone seemed so happy about this place, but her and Vana. And she gets stuck with some old guy, she knew that she was going to lose fast, and now, she didn’t even care.
She jerked and cried out, swatting wildly, she felt something had landed on her and she spun around, hitting her hair and shoulders, then she saw some kind of bug and she screamed and flicked it to the ground and stomped on it. If they’d gone to a remote island, and had a beach, she’d have been thrilled. She squatted down and looked at a plant with blue berries on it.
She picked one and put it in her mouth and chewed. Her mouth puckered up and she spit it out hastily, it was so sour. She spit and spit to clear the taste out. She wiped her hand on her mouth. She stood and looked around, there was nothing to eat in this place, how in the hell was she going to survive two months?
Grayson had better find something or she was going to call it quits. And her god damn feet hurt, why didn’t they tell her she would need boots? It is like they wanted her to fail at this. They give her an old man and she didn’t have the right shoes. She headed back to their log to take a nap. She was tired of looking around for something that wasn’t here. She climbed around and looked, but didn’t see the log.
She called out for Grayson but didn’t hear him. So, she kept walking, looking around. She found some orange berries and grabbed one and stuck it in her mouth and chewed and then screamed and spit it out. She started crying, she was so hungry and all these pretty berries tasted terrible. And she couldn’t find her log. She kept walking, calling for Grayson, but couldn’t find him anywhere.
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Grayson stood behind a tree and watched Carol stumble off in the wrong direction. His face hardened and his lip curled with contempt. He wasn’t going to help her, she was a tiresome bitch, a whiny bitch and he’d just rather see her disappear into the wilderness. Grayson thought that perhaps it had all been scripted. A set up. He’d waited five years to be on this program. Had worked hard, had prepared, and had lost it all when he’d been given her as a partner. He’d lost his chance at the millions, so why bother trying to help her? She was as useless as tits on a boar. He shook his head as he watched her stumble in those stupid sandals.
Another wave of rage washed through him. Deep down, he’d known they’d done it on purpose. For ratings, for drama. He should have known, there would be no real contest. It was all smoke and mirrors. Christ. He’d given up so fucking much for this one shot. That stupid woman. Jesus.
No common sense, maybe it was good he let her go off on her own, god help anyone who had a kid with her, it would be another stupid and useless person in the world. He took a bite of a root, it was almost like bamboo shoots, but very soft. It was actually not bad, he’d have shared it with her, but then, it would be a waste of food. He took a drink of his water.
He laughed when she slid down the hill, and she got back up and
