Next Morning....
The night had been quite eventful. I didn't make Shannon feel bad for what had happened during her small attack. She looked ready to crumble, and I spared her of that. Instead, we managed to climb back up to where Locke was.
Damien had disappeared, and Locke was pissed. I'm not sure if it was at me, or at Damien. I had proved quite the problem lately..... It still unnerved me how he toyed with those knives without saying a word. He was silently threatening me......I would have been nuts if I said I wasn't concerned.
I stayed watch most of the night. I think I drifted off shortly after the sun rose....I wasn't sure for how long, but when I did awake, Locke was awake.....and glaring at me. I rubbed my eyes and frowned. "Look, whatever you're thinking, just say it..or else stop looking at me like that."
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