Unthinkable

Risks

Its 4:04 am. I can't sleep. What if one of those scary men walk in? I'm only 14, I can't take them down myself.

Opening my duffel bag had an unpredictable outcome. What if someone walked in and saw the secrets to my plan?

I had one option. Sneak into the building.

The amount of security meant that there had to be something important there. Something I could use. But what?

"Astaghfirullah," I mumbled as I saw the caller ID on my mothers mobile phone (which rarely works but I had to take for emergency reasons) I pulled the cord up and bravely answered the call. It was from the cheif commandant general.

"Hello, Salaam Alaikum?" I calmly said with my best grown-up voice.

"Walaikum As'Salam. Am I speaking to Soni Rashu?"

"Jee, what purpose are you calling for?" I inquired.

"Has your daughter reached safely back to the tents? She was spotted yesterday outside the port and was taken in by one of our Hindu officials. We provided her with a cabin to sleep in and the truck left this morning. I didn't get a chance to see her off but I am positive she boarded the vehicle."

"Yes, thank you for the explanation. Now everything Hali told me has fallen into place. Thank you for taking care of her, I'm sorry for the unnecessary trouble." I confidently blabbered.

"No issue. I'm glad she's safe. Have a nice day."

Thank God I passed that.

I think now all I can do is get somewhere; on some kind of path. Otherwise they will find me.

I sprinted up to the guards and mimed out a scene for them. Hoping they wouldn't recognize my 'Hindu' looking face, as they say, I told them the building was burning. It was a spontaneous excuse, but it worked. The guards all ran to the drill signals and bolted to the fire alarm and the sprinklers. I securely made my way in.

Yes!

Task one, accomplished.