Page 26 of Pretty Nightmare

Stop doing that.

Sorry. OK, moving on.

I’m not sure this is working. I’m not like… out of it enough. This is stuff I already know.

That’s not your concern. Trust me, this is the easy part. You should enjoy it while it lasts. Now… let’s forget about the snake. We all know how that ends. How about you try to tell me what you did before that day? Do you remember?

Like… the exact day before?

Any day before, as long as you were on the island.

Well, most of the days were just like the other. Same thing, really. Wake up, eat that shit breakfast they served, then they’d take us outside and…

…

And?

… Hmm. Well. I don’t know really.

What do you mean? You don’t remember?

No. I remember being outside in the jungle. I remember a lot of running. Climbing trees. Stuff like that. But I don’t know why I was doing that. Do you?

Mm. Exercise, maybe?

Ha. That’s funny. There had to have been a purpose.

Yeah. Let me think for a minute.

…

I don’t really remember either. Which is… maybe a little weird.

What were you doing? While all us girls were… running through the jungle?

I don’t think we should talk about me in this session. It might confuse things.

How? We could compare notes.

Yeah, that’s not a good idea. OK. So. How did you get there, Indie? Do you remember the boat?

How do you know it was a boat? Maybe it was a plane?

It wasn’t a plane. I saw the yacht when it arrived.

So you already know.

Jesus fuck. Can you let me lead? Just tell me how you got there.

A boat.

I’m glad you think this is funny.

Sorry. I’ll be good. I promise. The boat was small. I came alone. There was just one man with me. That’s it.

Who was it? Do you remember?

Wasn’t you, that’s all I know. Wait. No. Hold on. I do remember. It was Nick.