His body hit the rocky ground with a hard thud, before both his friends fell on it too. In a matter of days, he went from trying to escape the island on a raft to being shot, then brought to the shore by the current, then kidnapped by a group of barbarians who, apparently, were on the back of the plain before the crash.

Only, he didn't know that last fact.

Jin and Michael were as confused as he was, clueless about who these people were and what could they possibly want. Maybe they were those 'Others' everyone spoke about so much. They certainly looked savage enough.

Sawyer's bullet wound was quickly getting infected as well, so the timing couldn't be better. And he was pretty sure the fall just made it worse, as well as the stress he and his friends had endured for the past days.

They were trapped in a whole on the ground, covered by a door trap made of leaves and branches and bamboo. It worked well and the hole was deep enough so they couldn't climb. Even if they did, the door wouldn't bulge.

The men lost count of the minutes that passed by, when suddenly the door opened, sunlight against their eyes before one of the savages pushed a stranger in.

The body fell on the ground and Sawyer crouched down, inspecting it. He raised the hand that wasn't pressing against his agonizing wound, and carefully brushed the hair out of your face to make sure you at least didn't look dangerous.

"It's a girl," Michael breathed a few steps away.