For the Lost fans out there...

Sayid and I were trapped. The “Others” were closing in and we had nowhere to go… except the big hill. After a quick glance at each other we both threw ourselves over the hill. Tumbling down the hill gave us a speed advantage over our advancing enemies. When we both came to a stop and regained our balance we realized we were staring at a new city neither of us had seen before. Were we still on *our* island? Where did a skyrise with tall buildings come from? On the outskirts of this city was a line made of volcanic ash. Just on the other side of that line were a host of people waving us in enthusiastically. “What!?” I asked, “there are *other* others?!?” At that moment Ben screamed out “No!!! Dunn, Farad! You don’t want to do this! *We’re* the good guys!” Somehow, we weren’t so sure.