Silkington: The Story

Chapter Four: Escape

   I'm on my hoverbike, going as fast as I can. He starts to shoot at me, but I dodge then, then pull out my pistol and start shooting at him.

   "What do you want?" I yell.

   "Come back here!" He yells back.

   Also, completely unrelated, but if you want to visualize ourselves, then I'll describe it. I wear a blue shirt with a gray hoodie, and blue jeans. That's pretty much my cosmetics. Trevor wears a red shirt with no hoodie, and about the same color pants. I have brown eyes, his are a mix of brown and red.

   Anyway, let's continue.

   "That doesn't answer my question!"

   "I don't care! Get back here!" He answers, sorta.

   I take a sharp turn to the left, and he keeps going forward. I then teleport myself to the right to fool him. It works. Anyway, I'm now in the woods. I then start heading back to the house. I keep going until I finally realize I'm lost. 

  'Oh crap,' I think to myself. I whip out my tracker device. It gets no signal.

   "Oh come on, why is it not wo-" I stop myself, then remember. I'm on Earth. Millions of light years away from any kind of Huian satellite. 

   "Well crap," I say to myself. 

   I then get on my hoverbike and fly upwards a bunch. I take out my binoculars and look around. I realize I've traveled at high speed on my hoverbike for a while, and how it can travel around Hu in 5 minutes. 

   "Oh come on. I'd mind as well just try and teleport myself there.. wait a second, I could've done that when I realized I was lost. Come on!" I say to myself.

   Then I look at my map, and find my house there. I teleport to it. Also, I can only teleport to places I've saved on the map, and any of my labs. 

   "Home sweet home, I guess." I sit on the couch. I turn on my TV, curious as to what humans have on television. I first come up to someone talking in front of an audience. I then turn it to another random channel and find some sort of news station. I look in the background and look around to find anything suspicious. I find a guy with what seem to be big lumps in his jacket.

   "Wait a second.. are those... bombs?" I ask myself. I look again and confirm the hunch.

   I then get off of the couch and hurry to the station.