[There's no sleeping in this time. Cassandra's mind is racing as she rises out of bed, settling on a simple pair of shorts and a tank top for today's outfit. It's a new week, another innocent life is gone, and the person keeping them here would kill them if they ever came out of hiding.
Cassandra wanted out.
Early in the morning, she's gone out to the walrus pit for the sake of hanging up a freshly made sign on a long stick. Because apparently someone thought it was a grand idea to put a hole filled with walruses on this island without a railing. The sing reads simply:
CAUTION Do not fall into the Walrus pit. Do not LAUNCH yourself into the walrus pit. -Cassandra
Into the middle of the day, she's traveled to the new section of the island. Find her wandering into Jessica's and hastily marching out after a few minutes of looking. Her face now red as a fresh sunburn.
Or later still, catch her inside the laundromat. Standing off to the side, facing a wall that had a set of instructions stuck to it... of some sort. Her arms are crossed over her chest, brow knit. She doesn't speak for a good minute or so. Hmmmmm....]
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Cassandra wanted out.
Early in the morning, she's gone out to the walrus pit for the sake of hanging up a freshly made sign on a long stick. Because apparently someone thought it was a grand idea to put a hole filled with walruses on this island without a railing. The sing reads simply:
Do not fall into the Walrus pit.
Do not LAUNCH yourself into the walrus pit.
-Cassandra
Into the middle of the day, she's traveled to the new section of the island. Find her wandering into Jessica's and hastily marching out after a few minutes of looking. Her face now red as a fresh sunburn.
Or later still, catch her inside the laundromat. Standing off to the side, facing a wall that had a set of instructions stuck to it... of some sort. Her arms are crossed over her chest, brow knit. She doesn't speak for a good minute or so. Hmmmmm....]
...Ugh. What do you mean?