Chapter 11

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The guards bring me to my feet by my arms, I yank my arm back and I elbow the guards. I try to run to the ship. I hear gun shots. And finally, they hit me. They shoot the back of my shoulder. I fall to the ground. I hit my head on a rock and I'm out.

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I wake up with my hands and feet locked up and a blindfold over my eyes. I'm not upset I'm here, because if she would have been here instead, i don't know what I'd do... My life is nothing without her. She's my hope. The hope they could never take from me...

I hear a door unlock and open. I listen as footsteps get close to me. I realize it's two sets of steps. Two people. They walk to the sides of me and I feel them unlock my arms just so the could put hand cuffs on them instead. They unlock my legs and grab my arms. "Try to run and it's just gonna get worse." The man on my right says. It's like I've heard that voice before though. I'm not sure where though. It's like it's from a very distant memory. One I've tucked away to try to forget.

We walk down a series of hallways. Twist and turns, but the only thing on my mind is Brea. I hold on to the thought of her, for the fact it might be my last.... they unlock a door and the man on the right let's go and the other takes me in. He let's go of me and I'm left to stand with a blindfoldover my face and my hands locked. I hear the man walk around the room doing something. He walks back over to me and takes the blindfold off and I see the man's face. He looks young, maybe a couple years older than me. Brown short hair, a very prominent jaw. He doesn't look like someone you would mess with. I look over to the other side of the room and there's a chair and above it a giant needle with a black liquid in it. He grabs my arm and pulls me over to the chair. He makes me sit down and he straps my arms, legs, and head to the chair. He goes and stands at a panel. He presses a button and the chair lifts up and straightens vertically. Then it starts tipping, my face towards the ground. He walks back over to me and on my back he pulls the area where my back rests on the chair up, so my back is exposed. He walks back over to the panel and all I can see is his feet. I hear him switch something and I hear the machines above me lowering. I know this is gonna hurt. I close my eyes and clench my jaw and wait for them to touch my skin. I look over to see the if the man's there and just as I do the needles hit my skin and enter into my body. The liquid starts going into my body and it goes through my veins, BURNING as it does. I feel it crawling it's way up to my eyes and when it does it makes my eyes go black. And all at once the pains gone, and I'm standing. I open my eyes and I'm in time square. It's abandoned. Destroyed. I see dead people lying on the ground everywhere. The screens that use to light it now dead. I look around and it looks like there was another war. This time no one is here. I walk around looking at the dead body's. Seeing if I know any of them. I look over one I think I know and I roll it over and I see who it is..........Carter. I look away and at all the other dead bodies and it's Carters entire army. There all dead. I look and I see a woman. She has Brown hair. Laying face down on the ground. I kneel down and I see who it is... its Brea. I look to her side and I see Neon, then Drake and Bruce and Trace..... There all dead.. All of them.. Everything I once knew gone. I look up and I see a person standing there. A gun in his hand. It's the man I keep seeing. His face becoming clear. I look harder and I see exactly who it is........Me.

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