Fly away, Jackaboy

Chapter 3

This story takes place in the future.
I don't know when you are reading this, but this story is in the future.
Trust me.
So here's a chapter on Sean. 100% Sean.
Oh, and be expecting some huge advances in the military.
Like I said, this  is in the future.
346 boys lined up to be in the military. ISIS finally declared war on the US. Sean, one of them, anxiously boarded the plane, which had a ride of just over 20 minutes.
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20 minutes later, the plane landed and the boys, or men, went into their previously assigned bunks, which were about 4 bunks in one room, 3 rooms in a tiny mock house. Sean's house was J-36, and he bunked with 3 nice guys, Fred, his bleach-blonde "so far" friend, Giani and Pip, who he didn't know, he only saw their names. Fred and Sean walked to their bunk room, which was full of neatly made beds, that, looked about 40 years old. Fred hopped on the top of one of the bunks
"MINE" he shouted, collapsing into his bed.
Sean laughed, and took the other top bed.
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They boys got use to their new house, and put their stuff in their rooms, already feeling at home.
Dinnertime came, and the boys all came down to eat, one of them assigned to cooking. Fortunately ,it wasn't him, but a man named Courtney with a carefully trimmed black goatee.
          When Courtney prepared his fish, Sean watched with excitement. The way he made the food made him look super professional. When he was done, around 6PM,  served fish tacos to all 12 men, who enjoyed them, except when Fred found a greasy black hair in his taco, and the whole crew laughed, with Courtney hanging his head in shame.
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Later that night, all boys were instructed to go to sleep at 9PM (except the laundry boy, Jared, who shared a bunk with Courtney)
Sean, in his bed, shifted uncomfortably all night. Finally, in the middle of the night, he picked up his pillow and shook it. (he used this trick often, usually when he couldn't fall asleep back home, and the pillow somehow loosened.) To his surprise, a small note fell out. He picked it up. It was stained with blood, and word "Help" was distinctively written, With no line between the H and a lopsided P. Sean was scared. It might have been a prank, he thought, so that's what he went with, and after that he fell asleep with ease.