Chapter 15

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I'm not sure if I trust this man, but he did save me from being killed by Trace..... I can't believe Trace....What did they do to him.. He didn't even know it was me... my thoughts are interrupted when Jacob starts talking. "We're getting close. Get ready to stop." He says. I notice we're in a desert. I look at the GPS and it says we're in New Mexico. Why are we here. This place is so boring, especially being in the middle of the dessert. "Where is it and why are we going to it?" "Just trust me." "I'm getting tired of just 'trusting you'." I snap back. "Hey have you had any reason not to trust me so far?" I remain silent. I know he hasn't done anything to me that gives me any reason to not trust him, but latley I haven't really been able to trust anyone.

"We're here. Go over there." He points over to a mountain that i can barely see. We fly over to the mountains and there covered in trees. It's a beautiful forest now. I didn't picture New Mexico being this pretty. We fly to the bottom of it and he says "Go over there, I'll let you in. Open the hatch and let me out." I open the hatch and he jumps out and runs through the trees and I can't tell what he's doing exactly. Then all of a sudden. The ground starts opening up. A giant ship holding area is there. I fly in and he guides me to a spot to park the ship. I park and get out, I grab my backpack and it feels heavy. I open it and I reach down and I grab a gun. It's the same one I used to get Brea out. I thought they took it. I'm guessing Jacob put it in here. How did he know where I hid the ship? I need to find out other answers out right now. I follow Jacob into a hallway. People passing by wearing uniforms I've never seen before. "Where are we going? What is this place?" "Can you go 5 seconds without asking questions? Just wait. She wanted to explain everything." "Who's she?" He doesn't reply. I can't think of who she can be. I walk down another hallway when he stops at a door. He opens the doors and we walk in and standing there looking at a board is a woman. A woman with dyed dark red hair. She's not very tall. The only person I ever knew who had red hair like that was my....... she turns around and I finish my thought out loud and say "Mother."

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