Five's Fate

Flying

With John's speeding, we make good time. On the way, I ask "Plane living tonight?" I haven't asked if I'll be allowed to keep my consciousness while on the plane and I don't bother.

"No tomorrow. But early-ish." I nod and look away.

We show up at another house. I wonder if the government pays for all these or what. John unties me and lets me help carry in bags. Everyone else must be asleep. But I don't mind, in fact, I enjoy it. Doing a task to actually do it instead of staring at a wall because I have too.

After it's all done John shows me to a room while I hold a duffle bag he gave me downstairs. Tossed it to me and said it was mine. I nodded and gave a smile. Then I just swung it over my shoulder and began up the stairs and through doors as John instructed. They must get a layout of the houses beforehand.

He opens and door and nods. I nod back, enter and the door shuts and locks. But the first thing I notice is that the light is on. If it was on the usual timer it is off now. So I flick the switch on the side. It works. I just lay the bag down, turn off the lights and sleep.

Day eleven. My door is just swung open. I woke up a while ago and turned on the light and went through the bag of stuff John gave me. Just clothes and a toothbrush. I change my clothes. Picking from only two options. One of which had been the original. Then I just waited on the bed.

When the door opened I stood up and looked out. It was Marina. I braced myself. She came in. "Okay so here's how this is going to work. We're going on that plane and you're keeping your mouth shut. Only talk if someone asks a question. We're chaining your feet to the seat and if you try anything, piss me off or go at something you'll regret it. Got it?" Throughput her lecture an icicle grew out of thin air and came towards me. I just stood still and listened. When she finished I just said "I got it. I promise. I'm not going to try anything." Nearly begging for her to trust me. She nods and motions for me to follow. I pick up the bag and do so.

We get to the airport not long after. Yet again there is a bag over my head. I don't know why. There just is. I don't fight it. When we arrive I'm let out and we head inside. But then Sam asks "What are we suppose to do with the cars?" Nine quickly answers "leave them here I guess. They belong to the airport or government anyway. Same thing really." Everyone just gives nine a look and Six steps in and says to find someone who will take it from there.

It wasn't until the airport I saw Ella. She's older now but still had a smile on her face.

We went through the airport and security without any problems. I stayed quiet. When we boarded the plane and I had to present tickets and other papers Marina gave and explained them to me. "Here are your papers. Ticket and travel license. Just show your ticket to whoever said at that desk and keep that to show the person in the states." So only minimum explanation occurred but I figured it out. "Okay. Thanks." I said and she carried on.

Throughout the walk in the airport, I hadn't been tied up but everyone kept watch on me. I knew if I screwed this up it wouldn't be good. I'd be tossed out of the plane mid-flight or worse. So I did what I was told and kept quiet. I didn't have much else to do or say. By the time we got through security, it was nearly time to board so there wasn't any time anyhow.

John went before me on the plane. I followed him to the back. I sat by the window, John next to me. Nine next to him. In front was Sam, Six and Ella and Marina was across the row from nine.

My ankles were tied to a metal rack under the seat and I was left be for the rest of the flight. When we arrived everything was much louder then India. Which I found out is where we were at the airport. That's why so much driving happened to get to an airport.

We found another vehicle and everyone squished in. There wasn't much talking and everyone was tired.

I don't pay much attention to this point. I'm tired and nervous. The past few days I was allowed to walk around without chains. But I know I'm about to yet again be locked in a room.

I was right. There were groups of people waiting for use at the school. They showed us to our rooms. I was escorted by four or five men with automatic rifles to a room on a lower level. No windows, no door handle. No clear way to get out.

I had my bag of clothes and mix-match belongings. But I just fell asleep.