Cadets

Rain

Chapter 1. Rain

It was raining.

It wasn't just your everyday drizzle, it was pouring it down, literally it was as if the gods were spraying a giant hose straight down onto the mini bus. The kids slumped in their seats or leant awkwardly against the window. If you passed one of the windows of the bus you would simply presume the young 13 year olds to be sleeping on the way back from a school trip or sporting event. You would not, however instantly think that the teenagers had been sent to the most disciplined school in the world by their rich parents and had been tranquillised against their will to preserve the schools classified location. You also would not think that the bored looking driver was actually a second Dan black belt in karate and wouldn't need tranquilizer to knock the kids out if any of them happened to wake up.

The rain, if anything, had got worse as the bus pulled into a flooded car park. 12 uniformed men ran from the cover of a building to the muddy bus and began the routine procedure of removing the unconscious cadets from the bus and into their dormitories. As the rain poured down the cadets slept soundly in their threadbare sheets, oblivious of the torture tomorrow would bring.