Justin's POV
A couple of hours after the Asia cage was dropped, most of us were asleep since it was around 3 in the morning.
The rapid dropping and wind are what woke me up. The thing I was mostly scared about was the younger kids were so starved they could slip through the bars and die, which will be useful once were on the ground.
Kids were running around screaming with no sense of direction and if they didn't stop then we won't be able to escape the cage.
"Excuse me can everyone please-" I was in the middle of trying to get everyone's attention when a screaming Amanda came flying into me knocking me over. I smashed my back and head against the metal bars and when I stood up I felt dizzy and my vision was blurring.
"Justin!" A voice echoed from above. I couldn't make out who it was unless they came closer.
"Justin! Justin!" The person yelled shaking me.
I felt a sharp pain across my face. More yelling of my name.
"Wake up! Justin!" Another shot of pain.
The person moved in closer and I could see it was Amanda and she was holding my eyelids back and blowing into my eyelids. Is she doing some kind of ritual?
My head throbbed immensely for about 7 seconds and then I felt better. A lot better. My vision was cleared and my headache was gone.
"Get ready were about to lan-" Amanda was cut off by a loud noise and what felt like an earthquake knock her to the ground. I was holding onto the bars which kept me up.
When Amanda stood up she pulled out her phone and looked into the reflection of the off screen.
"OH MY GOD I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN ON DRUGS!" She screeched.
"Amanda it doesn't matter we just need to get out of here." A little girl said tugging on her shirt.
"Your right little girl who randomly knows my name. Lets get out." Amanda said enthusiastically running to the door forgetting it was closed and running into the bars.
She was on the ground, looked like the same situation I was in.
"Blow in my eyes." She faintly said.
"I'm sorry what?" I asked her confused.
"Just do it Justin!" She said, agitated.
I lifted back her right eyelid and cautiously blew into her eyeball.
She stood up and announced that she felt better.
"Why does blowing into eyes work with that?" I asked Amanda.
"No idea. I just remember reading off of a Snapple cap to blow in someone's eyes when there's a head injury." She said trying to break the door.
"Little girl that knows Amanda's name?" I called out.
"I'm not a girl. You people were just recovering from your head injuries and Amanda is just plain stupid. I'm a 12 year old boy named Chase. I just want to get back to my girlfriend back home." He explained.
"Well since you can slip through the bars, can you go and unlock it with these?" I asked tossing him the terrorists keys.
"How'd you get these?" He asked me.
"Oh, well when the terrorist pulled the lever the keys fell from his belt and I grabbed them. So uh, here ya go, Vase?" I said handing him the keys.
"My name is Chase." He said as he slipped through to of the bars.
Chase pulled the keys through and walked over to the door. He put the keys in the lock and turned them, unlocking the cage.
He was about to open the door when a kangaroo came hopping up to him and kicking him in the stomach making him fall on the ground, obviously winded.
The kangaroo stomped on his throat breaking his neck. We could hear the snap, after that. The kangaroo hopped away and Amanda and I ran over to check if he was still alive.
Amanda was checking for a pulse in his neck and I was checking his wrist.
"Nothing." I said to her letting his limo hand flop onto the ground.
Amanda was still trying for a pulse.
"Amanda, he's dead." I told her still crouched next to his body.
"But what if he's not." She said not looking at me.
"Amanda, he's dead. Your feeling the neck of a dead persons body." I said sighing.
"Ew!" She yelled trying to back up but falling over.
She got up and so did I. Once the rest of the kids were outside of the cage I looked around. There was nothing for miles.
"What now?" Amanda asked me.
"We need to find someplace that can get us back to America." I said checking to the left of me.
"We know that, Justin, but there's no where we can go." She said.
"There's a road. If we follow it it should take us to a town or someplace with people." I said pointing down the empty, sandy road. Sandy.
"But what if the terrorists come from there? We can't go on the road they'll be driving on the roads looking for us." Amanda pointed out.
"Ok uh, we can walk far from the road but in the same direction. We should be able to see a house or something from there." I said starting to walk away from the road.
"Justin!" Amanda yelled
"What?" I asked her turning around.
"Food? Water? Well die from dehydration and starvation out here." She said
"The faster we go the longer we have." I told her turning back around.
I heard a frustrated sound come from Amanda sounded by footsteps. She is not the person I would like to be with right now. She's too pushy and complains all the time. The important thing is finding the others, that is, if they're still alive.
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The Plane
ActionIn the Second book of the cruise trilogy Sandy and her friends speak at Cole and Bella's Funeral when the terrorists attack and take them hostage on a plane where they attempt to split them up. They make new friends and enemies along the way, the on...