Chapter 4 -- Betrayal

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I once again awakened in the white room, only this time there was a table going from wall to wall with a guard on the other side. He reached over and punched me in the gut. He then strode out of the room, leaving me keeled over in pain. I sat in there for a good hour before the lights went out, and a glass screen went up in front of me. Slowly, I saw the door open and a female figure entering the room. She sat in front of me in the darkness, so I still couldn't see her face. We spoke a while about how the West Side Dippers works and why I was of such high interest. Suddenly, the lights turned on, and I could see who was in front of me. The person interviewing me was Clarissa! I couldn't believe my eyes, the girl I had planned to ask to marry me in a few months had betrayed me!

I sat there in udder disbelief as she got up and left the room. The glass wall retracted as I started to sob. I knew that there was no way I could ever get back together with her. I soon wiped my tears and got up, walked over to the door, and since they hadn't fixed the handle yet, I opened it. I snuck through corridor after corridor, not able to find my way out. Finally, I saw an area similar to where I got caught the first time. I made my way up and stole a car, driving out of there as fast as I could. I went to the airport and bought a ticket for a flight to Kentucky. 

I sat there for about twenty minutes before they called us to get on the plane. I went to BixBux, grabbed a donut, and got on the plane. I walked on board, went to my seat, and sat down. The flight started a few minutes later after people had gotten on and sat down. We went into the air and flew for about an hour. I got tired and decided to sit back for a nap, though waking up a few minutes later, I was hungry. I went to one of the attendants and asked for three packs of peanuts. I got them and went back to my seat to eat, only to find a big man, who was not there before, sitting in the seat next to mine.

I sat down again and started eating my peanuts while looking out the window. While looking out I saw the outer right engine burst into flames as it started screaming. I looked out to the aisle as people from the other side of the plane started screaming in panic as the outer engine on the other side blew into flames. The plane tilted forward, falling out of the sky. I yelled at everyone to get in their seats and brace themselves for impact. I looked out the window again only to see half the wing gone, and the plane going down faster and faster over Tokyo. I braced myself for impact and as we hit the ground, the plane got obliterated. After a minute of pure chaos of the crash, I opened my eyes, which I hadn't even realized I had closed. As I looked around, I noticed that the whole plane was destroyed and in shambles. I unbuckled my seatbelt and walked out from the wreckage. The cockpit of the plane was destroyed, the back half of the plane was left behind, and the wings were on the sides of skyscrapers. As I looked behind the plane I saw, to my horror, a skyscraper falling onto the already furrow-destroyed road.

I sat down on the cement in shock at what had happened, police, fire, and medical response teams coming a few minutes later. There were no survivors of the crash but me. The police told me that I was lucky to have survived, one centimeter to the right and I would have died. I left the hospital a week later, going to a friend's apartment to hide out for a bit. I went out the next day, after getting situated in his apartment, to get groceries. I went to the store and was looking through the vegetable aisle when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a big dude standing behind me with an SMG 14. I dropped my basket and ran, realizing that the West Side Dippers had followed me, and the only way to get rid of them was to destroy them at the source. I managed to get out of the store alive, unlike some others and got in my car. I started to drive back to Jossenburg, with a tail following me.

I got to my hometown and immediately drove to the police station, after getting rid of my tail. I got there and immediately asked for the new police captain so I could submit a police report.

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