Questions. Will (FINALLY). Be. Answered!

It came down to the three of us.

 

What wasn’t exposed on LOST that my dream revealed to me was that it wasn’t a team contest, it was an individual contest. One of stamina, guts, intelligence. Locke (not sure if the real Locke or the smoke monster Locke) held a contest of elimination. The last person standing wins the island...but Locke’s “lost” it. He’d created so many rituals and things to do to maintain the island that no one person could do them all.

 

There were buttons on tops of hills that needed to be pressed at certain times. There were all kinds of crazy rituals that he wanted done. In my opinion not just one person could do it. Besides, we had a repopulation problem that Locke hadn’t looked at. We needed a man and a woman (I’ll not go into detail here as to why...ask your mommy). With there being just me, a vaguely familiar (ie partly a woman who was my college girlfriend) version of Kate (c’mon it couldn’t have surprised you too much that she’d be in my dream), and another guy (not Sawyer or Jack but kind of an amalgam of both).

 

So the three of us tried in vain to convince Locke that we all could live in peace on the island, but he’d have none of it. So I decided to take matters into my own hands. I remembered that we could kill Locke by getting him off the island or by breaking and scattering his sacred symbol off the island....but I’d have to sacrifice myself and never return to the island...

 

The other two contestants tried to talk me out of it, but I got a knife, Locke’s symbol and broke the blade apart. Just as I’m about to step through a portal off the island—a series of streets and overpasses—I’m back on the Hawaiian-like island with Locke there. A fixed knife is in my hand. He’s trying to trick me, but I battle through the vision.

 

I’m back at the portal again. This time when I break the knife it splinters into many mechanical parts—tiny pieces of electrical components—metal rings and transistors. When I step out onto the barren city street and fling the components away, some stick to my fingers, but I hear Locke scream and I know that I’ve ended his reign of terror. The remaining two contestants are happy at the island.

 

I go home and go to bed. When I wake up (or not) I’ve been transported back to the island at the beginning of the games. At first I’ve forgotten that it’s all happened before, but it comes back to me through the series of games and tests designed to teach us how to deal with the island. I realize that I’m in line to win—that Kate and the other guy have redesigned the game and all I need to do is survive and complete the tests as I’ve already done.

 

During a hike through the overpassed streets, I share my insights/secret with a girl I went to grade school with (although can’t place exactly who...Shelia is the name I wrote down but no Shelia was mean to me in grade school), but she doesn’t believe me. Another girl from grade school joins her. We’re now not just on a hike but in a race.

 

“Shelia” says I’m too fat to win the race or the contest. Which is odd cuz (at least in the dream) I’m not that fat.

 

I race on unafraid. I’m pissed at the silly girls, but I am still confident that I will win the contest and relieve “Kate” and “Sawyer/Jack” as the island caretakers.

 

 

So that’s it. That’s the true ending of LOST...as told to me in a vision. I hope/suspect you enjoyed this more than you did the “real” LOST finale!