INS Chapter 8

I Meme Everything

Chapter 8: An Old Friend

Sometime later, I woke up with the sun shining in my eyes. Every bone in my body ached, especially my face. I reached up, feeling a giant gash. It ran over my left eyebrow, through my right eye, and ended on my right cheek. My backpack was a few feet away, and I reached over, checking its contents. They were all intact, luckily. I took out a piece of gauze and wrapped it around my head, covering my giant cut. It covered my right eye, but blood was in it anyway, so it didn't matter. Plus, I could still see perfectly fine with my left eye.
Carrying my bag on my back, I looked for a way out, but the wall of dirt was too steep. So I just walked through the path in the ditch, eventually coming to a rushing river. Wedged between two rocks inside the river was an injured Dilophosaurus. I took out my rifle, putting the animal out of its misery. Luckily, a fallen log, which was close to my kill, led to the other side. I walked across it, dragging my meal along. After getting it to the other side, I used one of my knives to cut the corpse open and began to eat.
Being alone reminded me of my childhood. I hardly had any friends; I was an outcast. To society, I didn't exist. From that point on, I despised humanity for ignoring me, until someone acknowledged my existence. I met her in high school, and we were friends ever since. After that, we went to Isla Nublar, where I worked at the T-Rex paddock, and she worked at the Brachiosaurus Plains. Now, we were both on this damn island. I had no idea where she was, but I hoped she was safe.
I snapped back to reality, and continued eating. It was getting dark, so I had to find a place to sleep. I stuffed the remaining meat in my bag, then began walking. I came across another one of the island's bunkers (just how many were there?) and entered the door. Inside, it was pitch black, so I couldn't see anything. I stumbled down the stairs, waking someone up.
"Who are you?" a familiar voice asked.
"Shannon?" I said, realizing the voice was my girlfriend. She turned on a flashlight, shining in my eyes.
"AAAUUUGGGHHH!" I yelled, not used to light after being in darkness for a while.
"Gavin?" she said. "What happened to you?"
"I've been on this island, and Rexy is hunting me. It's because of her that I have all these cuts and bruises," I replied.
"And you lost an eye."
"No," I told her, removing the gauze strip from my face. She saw the giant scar that ran across my forehead and face.  Shannon didn't bother asking me what happened; she only cared that I was alive, and we were together. We kissed, holding each other. Both of us were tired, so we lay down on the floor.
That night was strange. I was shivering and heard weird noises. That was the last thing I remembered before falling asleep.

Lord Vader

Nice job. Interesting bringing a girlfriend into the mix, but nice touch.

I Meme Everything

Thanks, but my character still has to get to the rest of the group.