The Isle of Perpetual Torment

[Moonlight_33]

"Body heat huh? well... I supose there is enough room on my grass for two and I don't particularly like being cold, just as long as you keep your hands in your pockets, OK?"
Damien agreed with a shrug and soon they were snuggled up together as warm and comfortable as they could be under the circumstances.
The night brought dreams, strange, horrible dreams, and Damien's hands proved to have a mind of their own when he was asleep, so Angie didn't get much sleep. She couldn't remember the content of her dreams, but she woke shaking with a feeling of fear and dread. As soon as there was enough morning light to see by, she slipped out of the cave and left Damien snoring on the grass bed, and made her way down to where the signal fire had been. From there she could see out over the ocean for miles.... a big, empty ocean, and it made her feel terribly alone.
She thought about going to look for something for breakfast, the prospect of watching Damien bashing coconuts on a rock for another hour didn't really appeal to her, but then if he woke and she wasn't there he might think she'd been taken by aliens or something.
Returning to the cave she dug her toe into his ribs. "Hey, sleeping beauty, i'm going to find breakfast. Try not to hurt yourself cracking your nuts while i'm gone"
He grunted and looked up at her through sleepy eyes.

 

[Ravenloft]

Damian had respectfully kept his hands to himself until he had fallen asleep. He had come to a drowsy wakefulness several times during the night, due to Angela's fitful dreams. He mumbled half asleep to console her as he draped and arm over her before falling back to sleep.

The next time he awoke was to being toed in the ribs. "Wha, huh? Umum... Wait a minute, I'll go with you..." He mumbled as he sat up and worked the sleep from his eyes.

 

[Moonlight_33]

She waited for him to drag his ass out of bed before heading back towards the pool where they had first encountered each other. Along the way Angie took note of the types of plants that were growing and although she was no great garden expert, she knew a lot of these trees shouldn't be growing on a tropical island. There were fruit trees growing amungst the tropical vegitation, a peach tree beside a palm tree, and a few yards away there was a huge mango tree. it was as if the seasons didn't affect these trees at all. And who planted them? Trees like these don't just pop ud by themselves. She picked 2 ripe mangos and handed Damien one. "Breakfast is served. I don't recomend bashing it on a rock though."

When they reached the pool she took a closer look around. there was no sign of the girl, and no sign of any shelter for that matter. it looked as though no human had ever passed through there and yet they were all there just the day before. She gave Damien a confused look "Where did you build your shelter?

 

[Ravenloft]

Damian tore into the mango Angela tossed him with zeal, he loved these things, so juicy, and the texture was perfect. He didn't pay any mind to the fact that the sort and variaty of fruits wouldn't be found together on of all things, a deserted island.

When she pointed it out, Damian nodded. "Yes, this IS where we put up our shelter... How odd..." He sounded almost unconcerned as he dragged his teeth along the flat pit of his mango, scraping the last of its meat free.

 

[Moonlight_33]

He had more mango on his face then in his mouth. "You did build a shelter didn't you?" He knodded yes as he suched the juice from his fingers. "You might want to take a bath before we go any further, you're so sticky you are going to attract ants. "
She sighed heavely. Nothing here made sense. There was no point going looking for the girl when there was no tracks to follow, and she wasn't big on chasing ghosts, if that's what she was. Then she had a thought....

"Damien, what if we aren't really here? What if I am actually in a coma in a hospital bed some where and my subconcious mind created this place while my body is recovering, and it also created you to keep me company while my body is getting better and when it is better I'm going to wake up and be back home with my family doing all the boring crap I was doing before?"

In her mind and heart she knew it was a crazy notion and not true, but it was an interesting theory.

"Ör, what if I am dead, drowned at sea and this is pergitory, or some place like Davey Jones Locker. What if I can never go home?"

The idea made her heart sink even further and she wanted to cry. "I want to go home to my Mother, and I don't even like my Mother." At that point she felt rather pathetic and childish, but she didn't care. There was too much here she didn't understand and she wasn't comfortable about that.

 

[Ravenloft]

Damian licked around his mouth and then used the hem of his shirt to clear his face after Angela pointed out how much of a mess he was from the mango. "I like mango..." He said with a shrug.

"Really now, Angela, if I were just a figment of your imagination, don't you think I would look more attractive than this?" He asked, giving her a view of his behind.

"Oh, come now..." Damian said sympathetically as he opened his arms to her, offering to give her a hug.

 

[Moonlight_33]

As he opened his arms to give her a hug she reached out and put her hand in the middle of his chest to hold him back. "No one needs a hug that badly mango man" and she gave him a hard shove, pushing him back and into the pool with a splash.
"We are going to need to find something to store water in, it's too far to walk back here every time we need a drink." she look around, Äny ideas?"

 

[Ravenloft]

"Bloody hell, what did you do THAT for?" Damian snapped as he looked up at Angela from the pool of water. She ignored him, and went on about finding some way to store water. "Sure, I have an idea, here, mind giving me a hand out of here?" Damian asked, reaching a hand up to her.

 

[Moonlight_33]

She thought twice about giving him a hand out of the pool, half expecting him to pull her off balance and toss her in as well, but she wasn't the one that needed the bath.
"YOU have an idea? Go ahead, Impress me

 

[Ravenloft]

As soon as Angela took his hand, Damian yanked her into the pool of water, next to him.

 

[Moonlight_33]

“Now that was real mature.” She gasped as the cold water soaked her. “Now what am I supposed to wear? It’s not like I have other clothing you know. Geeze……”
She climbed out of the pool and stood there dripping and shivering. He opened his mouth to say something but the cut him off. “Don’t say a word. Not a fracking word. I am going to find something to carry water. One of has to try and keep us alive.” As she walked towards the beach, her teeth begging to chatter, she mumbled several curses under her breath.
Stepping free of the foliage and onto the white sand, the warmth of the sun washed over her skin and she felt better right away. She thought to walk along the tide line and see if she could find a bottle or container that might have washed up but what she saw next made her heart race.
A Man. Standing near the rocks at the far end of the beach, he looked up and saw her. She waved at him franticly and he waved back.
With her heart racing and her hope high she races back to the pool to get Damien who had only just imerged from the water, soggy but less sticky.
She grabbed his hand and tugged at him franticly. “There’s a man… on the beach… he waved…. We’re rescued….we’ve been saved….. Will you move your ass……They're here!” She was panting so hard from running she could hardly speak.

 

[Moonlight_33]

She grabbed Damien by the hand and dragged him from the pool. “Move your ass damnit.”
Although she was already out of breath he had trouble keeping up. When they broke free of the tree line and onto the sand she stopped for a moment. The man was gone. “He was there. Near the rocks.” she raced down the beach to where the man had been standing and looked at the sand in disbelief. In the sand was a single set of shoe prints. No tracks led to the spot and none led away, they were too far from the rocks for him to have gone that way without prints, so where the hell did he go?
“He was here, I swear.” not far from the prints were several empty wine bottles with corks in place. “OK, now I am officially freaked out. I wanted something to put water in, and here it is, what was that guy? A fracking genie or something? HEY…I WANT MY OTHER TWO WISHES!!!”
She kicked the bottles in frustration. “This isn’t fair, what the frack is this place?”

 

[Ravenloft]

"You could always wring your cloths out, there has got to be just about a gallon soaked into them..." Damian mumbled under his breath as Angela hushed him. He waded to the pools edge in the time it took her to storm off only to come rushing back. She was ranting about some man or other as she hauled him up out of the pool.

"Maybe we're shifting through different realities or something, I saw something like this on Star Trek once..." Damian offered as he circled around the single pair of foot prints. "Either that, or someone around here has wings... Have you seen any empty cans of redbull around here?"

 

[Moonlight_33]

"Red Bull? What the frack are you talking about? I didn't see any wings, unless he had them shoved up his ass.! I am starting to feel like a rat in a maze or some ones science project. Damien, this isn't a telivision program, unless someone forgot to show me my contract, and if it is, they sure as hell aren't paying me enough to co-star with you!"
She picked up the bottles. "" Ï am going to fill these with water and go back to my hole in the ground and hide for a while."

 

[Ravenloft]

"Honestly, you're intollerable!" Damian called out after Angela as she stormed off again. "Sooner or later, you're going to have to... Bah, never mind..." He spat as he kicked the sand and followed after her. When he got back to her cave, he worked on the fire pit and started a fire. Once it was built up to an acceptable level, he started taking off his cloths.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Angie took a drink from one of the bottles and watched Damien undress. She felt bad about taking her frustrations out on him but had too much pride to appolagise. She watched in silence. He had quite a nice body, not overly muscular but still well toned, a nice tan, and it made her blush to admit it, he had a really mice ass.
She turned away and placed the bottle of water with the others before he could notice her watching him.

 

[Ravenloft]

"I don't know what in the bloody hell is going on, on this island, but one thing is for sure... Something, or someone is toying with us Angela. Be it god, or aliens... I don't know..." Damian said as he draped his clothes over a stone. "Reguardless, our only choices are to endure, or perish... I chose to endure, how about you?" He asked as he turned to face her in only his underwear, which clung to him, leaving next to nothing to the imagination.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Angie blushed a deep shade of red as she noticed his practically naked form. She’d always been to busy to have much to do with men, although she’d been raised in the country with 5 brothers, seeing Damien like this stirred feelings within her she was unfamiliar with.
“Ok, so we endure. What do we do next? Do we set up house right here? Do we go looking for help? What do we do Damien?”
She looked at her feet to avoid looking at his face and hoped he wouldn’t notice her blushing in the dim light of the cave.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Frankly, I don't have a clue Angela, all I know is that I am bloody cold and wet, and save for your cheeks, it appears that you are too. You aught to get out of your cloths before you get sick, we can't afford getting sick out here. Come as near to the fire as you can as well..." Damian suggested as he hunkered down in front of the fire, vigorously rubbing his legs for warmth.

 

[Moonlight_33]

She was all the more embarrassed that he had noticed. But he was right, she couldn’t afford to get sick. Stripping down to her underwear she draped her shirt and cargo pants over a rock, hung her sneakers upside down to dry and sat beside him near the fire. Once the chill was gone from her bones she stood, gathered her clothing and shoes, and went out into the sunshine. The breeze was cold and sent a shiver through her but her clothing would dry much faster hanging from a branch in the sun then in the cave. Then she went back and picked up Damien’s clothing as well.
“Ok, if we are going to endure we better get to work. I’ll get these dry and you can get lunch. Then we better collect more fire wood and do something about making this cave a little more secure. “
Her brothers had always called her bossy britches, but as the youngest in the family it was either take charge or get lost in the crowd. Without another word she went back outside to find a tree to hang his clothing in. She felt completely naked but did her best to deal with it.

 

[Ravenloft]

Damian didn't argue, he simply got up, went out, and collected a few more coconuts from the tree he had found them before. On the way back, he stopped by the pool of water, thinking how nice it would be if he could catch them a fish. He shrugged with a sigh as he started back toward the cave with the coconuts, until a slash from the pool caught his attention.

There, in the pool was a large water logged fish. He stared at it in surprise before shaking his head. "This has got to be an illusion..." he said even while he rushed over to tackle the easily captured fish. It squirmed out of his grasp more than once, before he finally got a solid hold on it. "Forget the nuts, looks like we're having fish tonight!" He shouted as he ran back to the cave, dropping the catch several times.

 

[Moonlight_33]

While Damien was off looking for food, Angie hung his clothing out to dry, and went looking for fire wood. She found the mango tree again and picked a few for later. She also picked some cherry tomatoes and some raspberries. Ripping from fronds off a palm tree she quickly wove a rough mat she could carry them in and headed back to the cave. Damien came rushing in with a fish flapping around in his arms and a huge grin on his face. Angie showed him what she had found as well and they laughed. “Looks like we aren’t going to starve at least,”
They cleaned the fish with the edge of a sharp stone and wrapped it in banana leaves before placing it in the fire bed and covering it with hot ashes. “Discovery channel came in handy after all.” By the time night fell they had dinner cooking, fire wood stacked just outside the cave, and their clothing was dry. Angie started working on weaving more palm fronds together to make a cover for the cave entrance. She was starting to feel like she was in an episode of Survivor. As she wove she gave Damien a curious look. “How did you manage to catch that fish without a line?”

 

[Ravenloft]

"Strangest thing, I was worrying about food as I was going by the pool you pushed me into and one second it was empty, the next, this lunker was just flopping there, in the shallow water. It was like an answer to a prayer... Only, im not religious."

 

[Moonlight_33]

"So who do you think is answering our prayers here? You think if i ask for one of those drinks with the little umbrella I would get one? Or maybe a helicopter? Tomorrow when we're out looking for food i might ask for pizza and garlic bread and see what happens, what are you going to ask for?"
She was trying to be light hearted about the whole thing but it was hard when everything was so...... not normal.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Aliens maybe? It could be that we are being... Observed... Studied. It is far too convenient that we have found just what we have needed, just when we needed it, don't you think?"