I ran towards my bunk, heart racing. I grabbed by SHIELD issued laptop and opened up a new google tab, clicking the trackpad anxiously with my finger. I knew that Thor had been removed from our custody by a man named Erik Selvig. Now all I had to do was determine where he could have possibly taken Thor.
I didn't have to search too long before coming across a hit. Dr. Selvig was an astrophysicist. He had written a number of papers on things called Einstein-Rosen Bridges, which seemed to me to be a more complicated name for a wormhole. Using few stolen passwords I had snagged from higher raking agents, I was able to tap in a little deeper. From SHIELD databases, I learned that he had taken on the help of Jane Foster, who appeared to be an up and coming name in the scientific field. They had taken on an intern as well, Darcy Lewis, a political science major. The trio had then traveled to New Mexico to make some sort of new discovery, probably about wormholes or some other scientific aspect of the natural world.
With my fleeting access to the information SHIELD had gathered about their excursion from their equipment, I had just enough time to copy down a couple of addresses before the screen went black. Someone had discovered that I was nosing through the system and scrounging up data on our person of interest.
I grabbed a pack off of the floor and swung it over my shoulder. I didn't need to bother checking was was inside -- I never changed it. It contained a simple first aid kit, change of clothes, basic toiletries, and camping essentials. Coulson insisted I have a pack just in case anything I was ever involved in with SHIELD went wrong ad I had to ditch the team, but it would work fine for the purpose of running away as well. Irony at it's finest.
My thoughts darkened as I shut the blackened screen of my laptop. It would take Coulson approximately thirty seconds to be notified that it was me who was snooping. It would take him a minute to march through the set up to my little bunk, less if he was really annoyed. That gave me less than a minute and a half to get out of his immediate line of sight.
I scrambled out of my little room, ditching the laptop all together. It had a tracker in it and I was not keen on being followed. For a moment, I considered running deeper into the heart of the base, seeing as that would be the last place they would look for someone who was trying to escape, but decided against it. I had been sure not to hint at my motive to the other agents, so where I ran would hardly matter -- Coulson didn't know I had my heart set on finding Thor and learning more about myself. Instead, I slipped out one of the unguarded doorways and climbed the fence, praying no one saw me.
It was no longer raining as it had the past night when Thor was taken in, but the deluge left behind a muddy sludge. I trudged through it, walking as quickly as I could so that I could be as far away from the SHIELD camp as possible before I was discovered as missing.
Trying to tread lightly, I made it the entire way to town without being spotted, attempting to cover my tracks the entire time, the heavy mud hindering much of my progress forward. I had left early morning; by now it was mid-morning and nearing afternoon.
