Chapter
Light, her eyes opened. Her breathing was fast, almost like she wanted air badly. "What happened?" she looked around. It was Dark, was she still at the Spaceport? No, she heard a loud roar outside, just like a big machine or something. Voices, hectic and loud are coming closer, damm, she quickly hid herself behind a barrel. "Hello? Is here someone? This is The Erusean MP come out now or you will be shot! We will ensure your safety!"
Great, from one gunfight to another, her stomach hurts, she looked at the wound but, there wasn't one. She was sure she got a wound from a bullet a minute ago. "Mandesa, Hernandez, Go to the next hangar, ill search here. Come out now!" Two of the Soldiers were leaving and now she got a Chance.
The soldiers left the hangar, she stood up quietly and approached the soldier from behind, carefully she got a hand on his Combatknife, he turned around, but it was too late, she stabbed him quietly and placed the body in one of the boxes, she got some keys from him too.
Then she saw something: a plane, a Fighter jet, Unarmed but without crew or mechanics.
"An Airbase, are you kidding me?" said she to herself.
Carefully she opened a small window and looked out: Large Planes, probably Bombers were landing on the Airbase.
She noticed that no Fighter jet was seen on the Airfield. She got an Idea: Escaping with the Jet, that seemed simple. She walked to the Jet and opened the Cockpit: MiG-29 Fulcrum.
"Where am I? This Thing should belong in a Museum? Probably, this is Stone Age technology. How does this get here?" Flying a Plane was no problem for her, but this one? Quite a challenge. She spotted a flight suit, great, a little bit to wear. Now she noticed she had totally zero Clothes on.
She put the suit on. She Noticed the Orange Flag with the Stars on it and she remembered:"….Erusea!"
How did she have got here in the First place? And What the Hell is Erusea?