We walk in silence. I have given up I'm exhausted and any effort to escape will just lead to my recapture. This sucks. I don't know where their taking me and there's a strong chance their the enemy. Unless they don't know I have an ability. I mean they can't possibly know unless I use it. So I won't use it until absolutely necessary.
"Where are you taking me." I say with attitude not in question form because somehow I already know he's not telling me. "That's classified." He responds in a tone which obviously means he doesn't feel like talking. "Do you have a name?" I ask. "That's classified also." He answers. "Are you just upset you got beat up by a girl, is that why your so pissy?" I say in a mocking tone. " You know your very irritating." He says. "Well, excuse me for not wanting to be arrested." I say ending the conversation. Then we just walk in silence.
After what feels like hours we come back to the open grass field. We are still in the cover of the woods when I make one final attempt and say, " Is there anything I can bribe you with." I say as I smile at him. "You know that's a federal offense, right?" He says with a smirk on his face. This takes the smile off mine. "Don't I have rights or something?" I ask. "I don't know, do you?" He ask's back, mocking me. "You know your really starting to get on my bad side." I say with danger in my voice. "Your on mine and the governments." He says back. Yes I am done talking to him.
Well walk across the field basically unnoticed. Then when we get with in ten feet of the group the soldiers notice our arrival. The crowd parts for us and start whistling and shouting. There's even a few cat calls. I hear one soldier shout "Caught in a jam, sweetheart." Another soldier says "you'll go from private to captain in no time with this one" to the soldier bringing me to the truck. There are so many comments and things like this said I can't hear them all.
The soldier and I reach the truck and I have to take a huge awkward step to get up. The soldier still has to push me up even when I bounce off my other foot. I look in and see Dr. Davis and Danny already in here. How am I the last one caught? I am the slowest but the soldier that caught me didn't follow the direction the group went in. I keep on the thought as I sit next to Danny.
We sit in the back of the truck, our backs to the wall that connects to the cab. There are bench like seats on either side of the truck. Soldiers pile in and take those. Most of them are starring at us.
The soldier that found me is in here too. Although he sits in the seat perpendicular, closest to me he doesn't look at me. I know he is avoiding my glare and I'm starring at him willing him to look at me. I hope he knows what he is doing to me and I hope the guilt crushes him.
When we are all in they close the tailgate. The way the truck is built, the truck bed is covered with a green tarp. There is a huge hole in the back I can see straight out of. I would think about running to the back and jumping out that hole to escape but the hand cuffs would make it difficult. Not to mention there pinning my hands together in the back, behind me. I could do a pin the needle to fix this problem but the truck is already moving and I wouldn't have enough balance. Oh, and there's ten soldiers in here that have nothing other to do but watch us.
I guess I'll have to wait to try another attempt at escaping.
The drive takes countless hours. It is well past dusk. It's pitch black which means early hours around one and two. The whole drive was silence, any questions asked by us were ignored. I can tell we are in the north. There isn't much humidity and there is also a temperature drop. It is a little colder than cool but bearable.
The truck skids to a stop and we wait sitting there for five minutes. Then some one opens the tailgate from the outside. All the soldiers start jumping out in an orderly fashion. Dr. Davis, Danny, and I don't dare stand up, until a solider comes to take each of us away. A different soldier than the one that arrested/captured me.
