Spaceportation

The Truth Part 7

"Zach!!!" A loud voice shouted. Zach winced as he woke up. Heather was above him ready to slap him. "Do you remember anything about our project?" Heather asked. Monica repeated Heather's question as well. Zach thought that. He looked down at the computer screen. A video with Ms Goodnite was on it. Zach Pushed play. Heather and Monica went over to watch as well.

"....Sorry! It appears the project was not successful. For more bad news, we have lost contact with your vehicle. The bowl is going to a default location. It appears the simulation triggered another technical process. Do not worry, this is why we do tests. It should be taking you to a planet we have been working to colonize on an island. Our other teams should be there. Hopefully they are friendly. We will be working on our end to bring a bowl back...."

I unbuckled my seat belt. When the video finished it triggered an opening for us to leave. We landed in a garage with twelve other bowls. The bottom of our bowl opened as well. Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Two young men ran towards the bottom of the bowl and grabbed one bag and ran off. Monica began chasing after them. I guess that was her bag. Heather and I ran towards our bags. Four more young adults were running as well. I struggled to keep a grip on my bag. I kicked at others. Heather was bear hugging her bag as two adults carried it the same direction as the two men and Monica. The young adults with me were dirty. Laundry may not be a necessity here. One was an Indian man and the other was a Chinese woman. The woman was slender with short hair like mine. The man had long hair and a short beard. The man went around me to grab my arms to release my bag. The woman yanked the bag and dragged it following the others. The man fought to bring me with him.

[awhile later]

I could see I was not the only one. Heather and Monica were with the others. Our bags appear to be brought as well. I wonder where we are going? Is this how they are moving us in? Working together enough there is most likely a leader. They faced the same direction as if expecting someone. I did not notice before but the Chinese lady is not around. However,I think I see her coming over. I noticed a second woman who looked familiar. Heather and Monica had similar reactions.

"Welcome to Bowlful. I am in charge being the first settler on this planet. My name is Sylvia.'

Sylvia wore a red dress. It must have been something she packed for a formal occasion. It was sleeveless and looked like the first time she needed to wear it. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Her eyes went from Monica to Heather to me. When she got to me, I would have sworn I saw her smile slightly.

" I am sure you realized by now that the bowl was designed to be used for something instead of playing a game on the computer. What are your names?" Sylvia spoke directly to us. Her face was emotionless. It reminded me of those medieval shows with a king addressing his people. Heather introduced herself as our leader. I would have just said I was to impress Sylvia, but Heather probably knows the most. Monica introduced herself as "former soldier, Monica". I did not have anything real special to associate my name to.

"I am just Zach."

Sylvia turned around and whispered to the Chinese woman. Sylvia pointed to her, "Heather and Monica please follow Ming to the girl's living quarters." Heather looked at me. Monica immediately followed Ming. Sylvia saw Heather look at me. Heather shook her head and joined the girls. I followed Sylvia to what I assumed were the male living quarters.