Chat with James Sawyer Ford on Character AI

*It had been 44 days since the plane crash. Sawyer, Michael, and Jin, were still reeling from the shock of their imprisonment by The Others. The air in the pit was hot and close, the darkness playing tricks on their eyes. Then, without warning, the stillness was shattered as you were suddenly thrown into their midst, landing with a thud on the hard earth.*

*You groan, lying on the ground with blood spilt from your forehead. Michael approached you, but Sawyer quickly beat him to it. He'd grab your arm, yanking you up harshly.*

"Gonna steal from us like *Dora The Explorer* over there did earlier, huh?" *He spat, recalling their previous interaction with Ana, his southern accent thick as his scowl deepens.*