Altering the Deal

During the rescue

The sawmill was the backbone of the island's infrastructure and as such, is very large; complete with a small series of bunkhouses for employees to live in as well as a small mess hall to provide food. Next to the main building are three logging trucks for delivering the wood, while they have no gas inside of them they still provide excellent cover. Inside the sawmill are many devices used to treat the wood and prepare it for shipping. The machines show some signs of use and there is still a thick layer of sawdust, but the blades aren't liable to move as the power has been shut off.
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She thought that they weren't going back to the little town. The place was swarming with people, as she and Aaron would remember from the second day. But now they were going back, for whatever reason. Apparently he wanted gas. Gas? Now where were they going to find that? Even in the village they would at least turn off the gas. She never really thought that there would be gas here. Why would there be? It had to be a pretty huge chance that there would be something there.

But she had to follow them at least. Who knew what Aaron would get up to next time? He'd probably make another death trap on accident. She had to be there in case something dangerous happened again, like what happened with Milo. Because frankly, she had lost enough friends here, she didn't want to-

....

Friends?

That wasn't a term people used very often in regards to Aileen. She was usually the loner bitch, always sitting by herself reading. But could she call them friends? Was Reika a friend? Was Trevor a friend? Or Sarah? What about Melissa, or Tom, or Lily, or Richard, or heck, even Milo? It felt weird to end up using the word "friends" in your thoughts. But maybe it was time to face it; she either wanted to be friends or was friends with some of the people at school or met on the island. Was that really it? Aileen had given up on friendship a long time ago. Or at least, so she thought.

To make matters more confusing, Aaron had thanked them for being there. He was thanking them. It also felt odd to be thanked, to be honest.

It was time to go.

And Aileen nodded.

Despite all the horrible shit that had happened so far, she still felt like maybe she did have friends. Maybe it was precisely because of all the horrible shit. Perhaps she was deluding herself, though. She didn't want to be deluded.

Besides, there was still things worth fighting against, right? Even after her moment of despair earlier, even after having all her wishes dashed, she had to admit. There was still a grain of hope.

One more thing that felt weird. Aileen was being the optimistic one.

((Aileen Borden continued in Lies lies lies))
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