Imagine

Image: Part 1

First off, my name is Aleks, not Alex, and i'm what we call, an O.I. and I'm not called Aleks anymore anyways but you'll find out why later. Lets begin my story.

I was doing what I regularly did on Saturdays. I closed down the shop earlier that afternoon and headed down to the gas station. i went through the front door and spotted the soda to my left, i went down and grabbed a Dr.pepper. I never did care for Mountain Dew like everyone else, i don't know why.

As I headed back up to the checkout i saw A middle aged man walk through the door. I had just enough time to get a look at him before he pulled a gun. I jumped to the ground, scared he might shoot someone randomly, but that, was the wrong thing to do.

He turned and shot, startled by the sound of me hitting the ground. The bullet went straight through my shoulder. Strangely, I didn't feel any pain, it must be the adrenaline. The man turned around and looked at the cashier. "PUT ALL THE MONEY IN THE BAG! NOW!"

The cashier was opening the cash register as fast as he could, he failed twice. Then finally opened it, and just then a guy just about his age rushed the robber from behind. He was taken to the ground. The kid banged has head against the floor and knocked him out, then he looked at the cashier and calmly said,"Call the police." He turned toward me"We need to get you out of here." He lifted me to my feet and helped me out of the store. "Shouldn't we weight for the police?"

"No need," he said as we left the gas station, "Your shoulders fine". I looked toward my shoulder and realized he was right, It had already closed and that means it wasn't the adrenaline at all, "and I don't want any police biz right now", "Why?", "Because you're like us, and I need to get you to central, i'll explain the rest later, for now your coming with me."

We turned and went down Market Street. "I have a car down the road at the HyVee,". "What's your name, and where are we going?", "I'm sorry, remember when something like this happened to me, except i was hurt much worse. My name is Josh, and we're going to a place all of us have come to know has home.

When we finally finally got to the car he put me in the back seat. " You still awake? Most people would have gone under by now." At that point I was close to passing out, "Where are we going though?", Josh took a moment to respond, "A place that you will soon call home, now sleep."

When I woke up we were going down a tunnel at the side of a large concrete building into what looked like a parking garage. "Your awake, perfect timing,", "Where are we?". "Were home,"

Josh got out of the car and opened my door. "Come on, we only have a little bit further and then you'll find out why all this is happening." I was listening to Josh but I was still worried about what would happen, is it something bad, will my family be OK, what was going on? "Follow me," we walked down the underground garage. Then we came to a booth, Josh walked up ahead and talked to a man inside, they fist bumped and Josh waved for me to come on.

"That was Drunk" I looked at him, confused. "Josh's face turned red," His name is Drunk, that's what we call him, you'll see him around a bit", I was really confused, "This is really, really.... what's going on?","I told you, you'll find out in a bit." We came to an elevator, "We're going up"

When we reached the top floor there was a guy who looked about 27 or 29. "Hello," he smiled at me as if he'd known me a long time, "found one on your day out Josh?", "Yeah, good thing i did General, Seven didn't seem to know, otherwise he would have called me." "I'll talk with him later, for now, let's bring him to central." We walked through a couple corridors, large corridors, and I had a feeling we were still underground. I could see people in what seemed like their own apartments, underground, doing their own thing.