The Caves

Jessica heard strange sounds, like the waves pulling something onto the sand. She turned in the direction of the sounds and saw the man with the tale and odd blue hair on the shore, then off a bit further away was a man in a straight jacket. "Well isn't this just precious," she thought to herself. She didn't know how dangerous they were, or how randomly violent they could be. And with her hands cuffed so high up, if they tried to attack or anything, she basically had no chance, well except maybe against the one who had no usage of his arms at all, but still. She found that it would be easier for her to just run, and find some place to stay, since the sky would be dark soon. She didn't want to be out in the open in the dark anyways. So that is exactly what she did, she ran. But she did not have to run for long, what only seemed like a few moments later she found herself near the entrances of, what she thought to be, two caves. She made her way into the left entrance and found herself in almost complete darkness, this made her nervous, she hated the dark, hated it with a firey passion.

Fire!

She looked around, it seemed pretty damp in the cave, but she knew she could make a fire, she always did, even if it was small, it would still make light. She picked up, well, picked up the best she could, a few things and after a moment finally got a small fire. As it burst into it's small flames she pulled her face away quickly, consider how close she was to it, given her small range of motion thanks to her restraints. She sat on the damp floor of the cave, staring at the flames as they danced a dim light around her general area

Jessica, for a split moment, was hypnotized by the orange and red flames, and her mind started racing into rewind and then started playing inside her mind. The house on pieces all over as far as her eyes could see, the flames dancing up into the black sky, smoke over powering the air. She walked over to the sound of the screaming boy, her bosses oldest son laying under the flaming wood, screaming his pretty little head off as he was slowly dying...and he knew it. She stood and looked down at his pain filled face, how pathetic, As he finally slipped away she started laughing hysterically, her head aimed to the sky, laughing louder than she ever had before...and she started dancing, right in the middle of the flames and disaster, waiting for the cops to pick her up from the scene. She snapped out of it and realized she was laughing quite loudly, she stopped as soon as she realized this fact and she listened as the faint echoes of her laughter stopped.

She nudges at the fire with her foot so the flames would light up a bit more, she didn't want to be engulfed by the darkness, so she wasn't going to let this fire go out. She watched it for a moment before moving her eyes about her general area, looking for anything, anything at all that could get her out of her restraints. She felt almost defenseless in them, and the metal collar made her feel as if she was being choked, and it was driving her insane.

Jessica watched as he stretched out his jaw and yawned and noticed the strange measure of his canine teeth. She found them rather strange. When he took her wrist and pulled her to him her entire body stiffened and she looked at him, her eyes narrowing a bit. She watched as he bit down into the bar of the restraints and they broke. Her inner voice was practically screaming in her head, "What the hell!?" She jumped a bit when he bit into them but before she could barely move he bit into the wire and broke it too. As soon as it was broken she stepped away from him quite quickly and stretched out her arms and watched him chomping his teeth at the air.

"No, i'll keep them on for now," she said, when in all truths, she really wanted the choker off, but she figured she could deal with it for the time being. She didn't want him any closer to her than he had just been to break the links on her restraints, it was enough. She looked at him and cleared her throat a bit, "hmmm, thanks." She fell silent leaving a window of just hearing the sounds of the cave they were in, then the question came to her mind. "What are you," she asked quite bluntly, "biting through them, you have to be something....weird." She went back over behind the fire and stood up against the wall, staring at the flames and waiting for an answer, if she was to even receive one.

Jessica watched as he dropped to his knees and cupped his ears in, what seemed like, pain. How can someone's ears be that sensitive? She watched him as the bats flew out of the cave and saw him let go of his ears. She nudged him with her foot, "it couldn't hurt that bad you drama king. What are you, a dog?" She laughed a bit at this. He couldn't be a dog so he had to be a drama king, though come to think about it, he was too quiet to be one. She continued to look down at him curiously until she realized that bats usually only go out at night and she looked out and it was already almost sunset. "Oh joy," she mumbled under her breath realizing the island would soon be engulfed in darkness.

After a while, Brennan stood up and walked off the shore. He had to find a way to get the damned restraints off of him if it was the last thing he did. He wasn't particularly found of asking for help, but it had to be done. He made slow progress over to the caves he had seen both the woman and man from before go into, he really needed some help.

He walked up to the entrance and hesitated a moment before stepping into the cave he assumed they were in, as there was a glow he guessed from a fire inside. Once he made his way in he cleared his throat and said a simple, "Um, could I get some help with these damned things?" He was, of course, referring to his restraints.