Chapter 2

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I had enough, men with guns were pointing at Luke. I was getting extremely nervous and scared. I had no idea what was going on. I had a lot of courage to say,

"Luke, please tell me what is going on?" I pulled my light brown into a pony tail, nervously.

"I can't!" I hear a sudden shout,

"What Luke? When were you going to tell me about these men? What is going on? Because I am wicked scared." I barely manage to squeak out, without letting a tear fall on my tan cheek from my baby blue eyes. One man of the group who stands out in red compared to the throw-up green other uniforms.

"You, Lucas Wrightfield," The heavyset man said. "Have violated the laws of the N.A. society." The man said.

"What?" Luke replied, very confused.

"How can you be confused when you clearly bombed S.A?"

"No, that was Yalk." He replied surely.

"Look," the stout man told him. "If you don't admit to your crime, I will have you locked up, either way." He gives him a cold stare before storming off with his troops, "come along!" The man shouted to the frail thin child in the back of the group. He as well gives Luke the stare.

"What just happened?" I was getting pretty tired and chilly. For the first time since this "mess" happened I looked around my atmosphere. Pine trees and dirt paths all interconnected. I had no idea where these paths came from. Maybe I wasn't even at Ridgewood forest. Maybe this was a dream maybe if I shut my eyes then I will go back home. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea to me. I shut my eyes and didn't even wait for a response from Luke. Slowly slowly and slowly my eyes closed shut and I drifted off.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 06, 2014 ⏰

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