The Dome [O L D]

Chapter 7

Oops! I published this before it was finished! I just updated it.

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Location: Unknown, US

Subject: Cameron Pien

Date: April 8

My mouth closes slightly when I hear the door open behind me. I hear it whip through the air and I turn.

Another soldier enters, dressed head to toe in camouflage. He stares at us and says, "More of you will come soon. We're securing one of them right now. The vile thing killed his dad and two policemen. Be careful around him."

I raise my eyebrows and steal a worried glance at Clove. Her wings twitch and she clenches her jaw.

"So, he'll be coming late, so come to the training center."

The door slams shut.

I turn to Clove. "Great." I mumble, and start walking toward the door. Clove does the same.

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I gasp when the gym comes into view. Silver training equipment is scattered across the floor in apparent disarray, but what interest me most are the platforms, ropes, and equipment nearly scraping the unusually high white ceiling.

I definitely don't see any ladders.

They're trying to teach us to fly.

People with fully-grown wings glide around near the ceiling, performing complex flying formations and shooting through hoops. On the ground, those with half-grown wings like ours do odd stretches and push-ups. Everything looks fairly new.

How long have they been doing this?

I don't even want to know.