"Run, you doofus!"

What? Huh? oh fuck somebody's shooting

Lenny stuffed his tray into his bag, took his stick and ran into the woods. Ran far away. Far, far away from whoever was shooting at him.

(Lenny continued in A Swamp Without Moisture)

(Lenny continued from Wash Away ) The more he marched, the less he could hear himself. Dense piles of needles collected under Lenny's feet as he walked down the hill. Somewhere along the line, the rumbling of his own stomach started getting in on the fun. A beam of light suddenly met his eyes, and h...

The other one. He looked angry. Threatened him. Shouted at him harshly, challenged him to come over and hit him, too. Lenny raised his hand to answer... but came to another epiphany. The first one fell off. The second one wasn't scared off. Stood right in front of him. Lenny wondered. Maybe he had a...

He was still pushing that line. That line about Brian. That line about him being a creep. He moved closer as he moved his mouth, pushing out garbage Lenny couldn't bring himself to trust. And the gun. The gun. He was moving closer, gun pointed in the air, ready to lower the barrel, point it straight...

The others were talking shit about Brian. They said he was torturing and killing. How could he trust them? How could trust them, when the thing that was formally Brian laid a few feet away from them? The announcements came on. Maxim was dead by the hands of Brian. He was a queer. He loved foreigners...

Shot. There was a shot. There was another shot. Lenny wasn't doing anything. Everything was out of place. He was out of his element. He couldn't even move. Brian laid on the floor. He was dead. Big hole. Big hole. Blood, brains, more bone flowing from his head. He wasn't Brian anymore, the Brian who...

Brian was talking. Brian was talking. He didn't seem hurt, but his jacket was soaked in red stuff, dark red stuff, dark red stuff that probably came from another person, a person like that girl who was with Shawn and Robin Lenny breathed in. Held. Breathed out. "Brian," he said. "Bria...

His pace was slow, but smooth, quickening by the minute, cutting a determined, but clueless path through the night. Son of a bitch, Lenny thought. They didn't even give us a flashlight or...wait, didn't Shawn or whoever have a flashlight? Lenny set down his stick, reached in, felt something lengthy ...

bang A sound from far off floated into Lenny's ears. He put down the bottle and twisted its cap back in. Shoving it into the bag, Lenny started turning around, still holding onto his two closest friends on the island. Was it there, he thought, looking off into the remaining trail. Lenny's left foot...

(Lenny Osborne continued from 100.9 Degrees ) Lenny took odd steps to a patch of flat land, a welcome difference from the plenty of uneven slope he had just stumbled his way over. Plopping down like a baby taking their first steps, catching his breath, he laid there on his back, things still in his ...

Lenny stood, watching the two run off into the darkening distance, shoulders still slumped, a scowl still stuck on his face. "Alright, Shawn, fine," he said as he lifted his things and started walking away from the... Shawn already made his decision. With his things in tow, Lenny walked of...

Did he do this? Did he do... "The hell I did! Look at this," Lenny yelled, holding his stick out for him to see. "You see any bloodstains on it, Shawn? Hell, look me up and down, I can't be any more bloody than fucking Robin over there! Robin Pounds, who actually killed someone before...

Okay, where did they come from, Lenny thought, passing through the cabins, weaving in and out of the dirt path. Where did I hear that girl screaMOTHERFUCK Light on Robin's face. Corpse right at his feet. Blood, chunks, no head. Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit The light was dim on the other one's face,...

Someone yelled far off into the distance. Lenny sat up straight, ears picking up on the faint noise. He looked to the left of him, then to the right. Trouble's come, he thought. Should I...should I go? I don't know what's going... He spotted a camera. It was pointing straight at him, never breaking ...

Running up to the town, Lenny noticed one of the more impressive looking buildings. The brick house he looked at wasn't all that huge, but it was pretty cozy looking. He walked up to the front and turned the knob, but when he pushed, the door stayed where it was. Lenny pressed harder, to no effect. ...