It felt so good to finally get away from that place. That wretched and horrible place that was run by Oxydle. Then I think of Brady, what Oxydle would do to him if they ever found out. If they ever found out how he had helped us escape. Olivia's voice breaks into my thoughts.
"Hey Mason, we are going to be there soon."
"Where exactly are we going to be?" I ask.
"Well, we can't go back home to Wickliffe, because that's the first place they would look for us. So we are going to Canada, or more specifically, Quebec."
Then I nod off, I guess escaping a prison is hard work.
I wake up to Joey and Olivia yelling.
"What's going on guys?"
"Mason, something is going wrong with the helicopter, I think we are going to crash."
"Oh great, that's wonderful," I exclaim,"Joey can't you fly us closer to the ground, we might have to jump."
"I can try."
Joey starts to navigate closer to the ground. When we are in range joey yells,"Olivia and Mason, I need you guys to jump, I'm going to try I land the helicopter!"
"Good luck joey," I say.
We watch joey fly away in the helicopter. We appear to be in a Pine forest, so there is a lot of trees. An explosion brings me back to my senses.
"Olivia, what was that?"
"I hope it's not what I think it is," she says. We jog towards the smoking spot from which the explosion originated, and sure enough, it was our helicopter. Lying among the wreckage, not moving, was joey.
"NOOOOO!" Olivia screams and runs to joey's side. I run to his side with her. We check his pulse. Olivia starts to cry. We both do. Joey. Is. Dead.
