*Ralphs POV*
I call the institute, making sure Jack is still in there hoping he didn't escape himself.
"Briarcliff, how may I help you"?
"Jack Merridew, please?" It goes silent over the telephone for a second.
"Sorry sir, he is deceased." Now my side of the phone is silent.
"May I ask how?"
"It was suicide by asphyxiation."
"Okay... um... thank you." I hang up and sit down, staring at the wall across from me.
He killed himself. I can't believe he killed himself.
*Flashback*
"Get on the plane, it will take you to a safe place" My mom frantically hands me a suitcase and pushes me towards all the other boys getting on the plane.
"I love you!" she calls behind me.
"I love you too!" I call back getting on the plane, I'm not sure if she heard me through all the boys getting pushed onto planes. I watch her disappear in the crowd and I turn around to see everyone's running around trying to get to a seat. I quickly get in the first one I see and shove my suitcase under my seat. Once everyone's sitting, the plane starts taking off.
We sit on the plane silence, some whispers heard once in awhile about the war, some boys crying, and other sleeping.
"Do you know where we're going?" I ask the boy next to me. He shrugs.
"I'm Jack by the way." he reaches his hand toward me.
"Ralph." We shake hands and start having a conversation and laughing. A boy yelling interrupts us.
"We're going down!" everyone gasps and starts yelling. I don't freak out, thinking he was joking, until I feel the plane start shaking and we tilt.
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Lord Of The Flies (Asylum)
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