Fortnite

Chapter 9

  It was the place where I had gotten my first weapon. The place where I had first tried to shoot a gun. The place where I had first killed someone. The place where I had first been revived after I had been shot down by a person in a suit. The place where I had first felt the smoothness of the assault rifle. The place where I had first felt my need to kill. Paradise Palms.  

3 years earlier. . . 

I woke up in a bus. It's interiors were blue, but it's windows were as transparent as a veil. I saw someone with a two men and one woman. She was wearing a brown vest, with brown colored khaki pants. The two men were both dressed identically in black suits and trousers. They both had black shoes. All of us were holding bright blue and pink pickaxes. I looked outside the window and saw a whole lot of other buses next to ours. Each one had four confused looking people in them. There were men and woman in all of the buses. I heard a sound in the drivers seat of the bus. I looked above me and saw that there was a countdown clock. It was counting down from twelve seconds. I heard a loud noise as the countdown reached zero. I looked outside and saw that the buses doors were opening up. I saw other people looking down with uncertainty. I looked to my right and saw that a few people were jumping off the bus. Then I understood why.

I looked at the drivers seat and through the window saw that far away there was a purple cloud approaching us. I shuddered at the thought of going through it. But I was even more afraid of jumping out of a flying bus. So I waited.

I looked up and saw that there was another countdown. It was at 16 seconds. I waited. The people next to me were getting a little tense. That is when I looked down. And saw that a few seconds before they hit the ground, a little parachute was opening for them. Apparently the people next to me saw that too. But right then the countdown finished at 0:00. Bulky hands grabbed us and threw as out of the bus. 

And we fell.