Chapter 9- Aidlyn

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Tye instructs us to cover the jeep in branches and leaves, so that it would be harder to find. My arms gathered piles of plants and dirt and I threw them on the jeep.

After that, we searched for somewhere to hide for the time being. We walked northeast to where there were cliffs and hills.

As we we walk, I'm forced to admire our surroundings. It wasn't til now that I really began to appreciate the beauty and serenity. I've never seen nature like this before.

After about an hour, we found a suitable place to stay for tonight. It was an alcove in the cliff side, approximately two and a half miles from where we left the jeep.

My legs were still nervous and shaky as I began climbing the steep slope to the alcove. When I finally reached the top of the slope, I collapse onto the hard floor.  A plume of dust and dirt puffs into the air by the impact of my body, and is carried off by the breeze. Little pebbles jab into my legs and back as I lay there, but right now, as tired as I am, I couldn't give a single care about how uncomfortable I am.

The sun had just begun setting when I closed my eyes. My arms by my side and my legs splayed before me, I rested on the dirty ledge.

It was only when I woke up that I realized I'd fallen asleep. It was dark except for a dying fire.  After a moment, my eyes regain sight and adjust to the low light. From what I can see, I'm no longer by the edge of the alcove. I've been moved to the side, my head resting on a pack and my body covered by a blanket. How'd I get here again? Tye or Will- I no longer call him William- but probably Tye, must have picked me up and lay me here.

I sit up slowly, my head a bit dizzy for some reason, but I ignore it.

The alcove we sit in is about ten feet wide and approximately 15 feet long. The ceiling comes down maybe a foot from my head when I'm standing straight up.

Will is splayed out on the opposite side of the alcove, his head resting on his now dusty lab coat. His light snores make it obvious that he's asleep. Tye, however, is sitting at the edge of the alcove, looking out upon the wilderness.

Careful to not wake Will, I quietly walk to the edge of the alcove and sit beside Tye. I leave a good four feet between us, just to show that he still doesn't have all of my trust.

When I sit down, he looks over at me. His hair is messy and falls over his face. Now that I am closer, I can tell that his eyes are more green than hazel. His expression is one of guilt. Could he possibly feel bad for what he did to me?

Not wanting to be the first one to engage in conversation, I stare up at the moon and marvel at its glowing milky surface. Seeing it like this only reminds me of how bizarre things have become in the past month and a half. Only a few weeks ago I had been attending school like a normal citizen. But here I am now, in the middle of the woods, staring at the moon, with the boy who kidnapped me.

"I'm sorry," Tye's low voice startles me. I guess it had been guilt I saw in his face.

Ignore him, not willing to accept his apology until he gives me a good reason to.

"I shouldn't have lied to you and I'm sorry I kidnapped you. You just don't understand though. I've been raised my whole life as a soldier for the ARC. I was brought up to never disobey them; all of us were," what he says makes sense, but still.

"I want you to tell me everything; explain why I'm here, what's happening to me, and why you saved me," I command him.

"First off, I'm assuming that the ARC told you that you have a defect in your tablet," he says and I nod. "Well that was a lie. You don't have a defect in your tablet, you have defect in your memory wipe," the words coming from his mouth don't make any sense.

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