Area 51

Chapter Eleven

Freya had no idea if Margaux was just driving fast or the Enzo Ferrari was just fast.

     “Are you in a hurry?” Freya asked Margaux, gripping the leather seat.

     “Not really.”

     “Does that mean that the car’s just fast?”

     “Fifty-fifty.”

     Freya cleared her throat. “How much time until we get there?”

     “About one and a half hour, I guess.” Margaux said after pausing for a moment.

     After a few minutes of endless buildings, neon signs, and lights, Freya saw the sign of “DRIVE CAREFULLY/Come back soon” and up ahead were red rocks and soil, and patches of undergrowth here and there. The sky was dark and only a few stars were visible. Freya guessed that the lack of stars must’ve been because of Las Vegas’ lights.

     Freya gazed out the window, lost in thought. She was scared of what’s going to happen next. She tries to convince herself that maybe Margaux was just scaring her so she’ll take the mission seriously, but Margaux seems so dead serious about it. Extraterrestrials are fictional and are just alive in books. Sure, they kind of freaked Freya out when she reads them in books and see them in some movies, but she doesn’t really believe in them. Also, Freya is very much aware that they’re going to do something far from a rebellious act. They’re going to do something incredibly dangerous, illegal and definitely stupid. She imagined a news paper with “TWO GIRLS TAKE YOLO TOO SERIOUSLY AND BREAK IN A TOP SECRET GOV’T FACILITY” as its headline. Freya doesn’t even know why she’s going to this mission anymore. She guessed that wanting to find more about your family is an odd reason to go risking your life, busting in a top secret government area, where heavily armed guards are patrolling the grounds. She’s not even sure if the Silverstone family is related to Area 51. Maybe her family’s just plain secretive. Maybe they’re just a normal family that likes to keep secrets.

     Reasons buzzed inside Freya’s mind. She shook her head to clear her mind a bit. Even though Freya was confused and wanted to punch herself because of making the worst decision a person could ever decide, one question still lingered inside her head—why?

     Before Freya’s father sudden disappearance, he told her to “trust her instincts” which Freya took as her motto in life, next to “everything happens for a reason.” And she feels something weird about Area 51—something that she can’t explain. It’s like she knows that there’s a secret there that’s bound to tell her things that she never knew.

     Then, just as she was thinking about slapping herself, she caught a glimpse of a silhouette of a person couching, and then she spotted another. Freya quickly looked at the windshield and looked ahead. She saw more silhouettes crouching or positioned in an odd position. Freya looked at the window beside her and pressed her face against the glass. She gasped.

     “Uhm, Marge…?”

     Margaux kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, “Yeah?”

     “Is this car bulletproof?” Freya asked her.

     “Not the windows,”

     “Why?”

     “Dad doesn’t have time.”

     A bang rang out and a bullet pierced through the windshield. The two screamed and instinctively dodged. Margaux managed to get the car in control.

     “What’s happening?” Margaux asked.

     “Raining bullets, maybe?” Freya said sarcastically.