BSW Day 11 - Burn it

Getting rid of that book is the right thing to do, and Lara seems to know it too. She seems tempted to take it, but… in the end, she agrees with you. You leave Beth snoring in bed and return to camp with a can of gasoline and a flare. You’ve never set anything on fire that wasn’t a birthday candle, but Lara seems to know what she’s doing.

“We’re doing the right thing,” you tell her as the two of you splash gasoline around the cabin.

“I know,” she replies with a sigh. “I just have a thing for old, rare, obviously very special things that also have magical powers.”

“Not the kinds of magical powers we want in our lives,” you say.

“Our lives?” Lara looks at you and raises an eyebrow.

“Don’t you ever speak to me or my girlfriend again,” you say.

“You’re the one who likes to share.”

“I don’t share her. Sure as hell not with you. We share good times with other girls that need a break,” you say.

“Of course. Of course,” she replies. “She was mine first.”

“Don’t start that again. Just don’t. Why didn’t you make a move sooner, huh?”

“You didn’t even make a move. She did,” Lara says.

You almost drop your gas can. “How do you know that?”

“Just a guess. You’re so cute.”

You follow her out of the cabin and you both turn around. You wrinkle your nose. It smells like gasoline.

“We aren’t going to burn down the forest, are we?”

“Relax,” Lara says, popping the flare. “I’m a professional.”

“A professional what?” you ask.

Lara throws the flare in, and the fire gets huge fast… but it was raining earlier. You put most of the gas in the basement, so that’s where the fire is.

“We should call the fire department,” you say. “So it doesn’t get out of control.”

“Already tipped them off.”

“You did? Are we going to get in trouble?” you ask worriedly.

“Only if we stay here,” Lara says, and smacks you hard on the bottom. Annoyed, you jog after her into the dark forest. “So you don’t share. Were you raised by wolves?”

“I don’t share with you,” you tell her as you hurry back toward camp. You have to get to the parking lot where you taxi is waiting. It’s a long run, but you’re athletes.

“I’m your best player. You don’t appreciate me at all, do you?”

“I appreciate you on the field.”

“It’s called a pitch.”

“You’re a bitch? Is that what you said?” you reply.

“Oh, you just want to fuck me again. I can tell.”

“If you break your leg out here, I’m leaving you.”

“I’m the outdoorsy one,” she reminds you.

The whole run back is like that.

You finally make it to the parking lot, where you both emerge from the forest, panting. You hear some sirens, but the forest isn’t on fire… so it seems to have worked out.

“Is this what we’re doing now?” you ask Lara. “You’re coming for my girl?”

Lara laughs and waves her hand. “Course not. Wouldn’t dream of it.”

~ Route End / Epilogue: UNCHARTED: BETH'S TEMPTATION ~