So we rested for the remainder of that day as well as the next day. After two days, me and Paloma, who was still a wreck about her dead boyfriend as was I about Christine, healed everyone. We then hiked a little while to the nearest tourist shop. We bought fresh clothes and food. Jose had to buy a pair of "Bob's taco" pants from the gift shop. Rockey even bought a little dog shirt with "Rio grande" and a cartoon character on it. "What should we do now?" Jal asked. Adive answered, "we hitchhike," and walked up to the road with her thumb out. The rest of us walked out behind her. We stood there for about an hour until an eighteen wheeler truck came. "Where to?" The lady asked. "Brazil," Adive answered in a thick Spanish accent. "Fuimos secuestrados, pero nos escapamos. Tenemos que volver a casa." She finished. In a thick Spanish accent, I said "My sister doesn't know a lot of English. We were kidnapped, but we escaped. We need your help to go back home." "Where is that?" He asked "Brazil," I answered, but more specifically, Manaus. We need to go either there or to a train station that can take us there. "I'm going there myself. Get in the back of the truck and I'll take y'all to Manaus." We all got into the back and we heard it shut. The lady was hauling mattresses. "YES, YAY OH MY GOD THEY HAVE MATTRESSES!" Rayd yelled. Rockey just simply walked over to one and flopped on top of it. The rest of us did the same. "Y'all better get some sleep." I said. We were all blown away by the niceness of people. We slowly drifted off to sleep.
The war. My entire squadron gone. Dead. I stood there facing Satan. "What are you going to do?" I asked. He laughed. A blood churning laugh. "I'll send my lieutenant to destroy earth while all of you are up here, distracted my this war. Oh of course now I have to kill you. What a waste of a life." He walked over to me and placed a hand on my forehead. I scream as I feel my existence being torn from my body. Then the pressure lessens. As I open my eyes I see my comrades shooting at him. He puts two fingers on my forehead and I fall unconscious.
I jolt awake to the sound of sliding doors. "We're here!" The lady says.
HELLO MINI MARSHMALLOWS. Sorry for not updating yesterday, that was MEH FAULT. I was busy and had not enough time. Thank y'all for staying with me.
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The Joy Of Remembrance
غموض / إثارةIt is a fast-paced suspense thriller. Subject 311-B has just awoken from an isolation tank in the middle of Montana. He has no memories and doesn't know who he is. Come accompany him on his journey for remembrance.
