Sora was a normal child. Nothing out of the ordinary. That was, until now.
After testing positive for this new disease, he was taken out of his normal life and thrown into the back of a ambulance... well at this point it was more like a quarantine vehicle.
His island home was fading into the distance. This whole situation was quite scary for him... or for anyone. Sora couldn't decide whether to panic or break down. His expression was blank.
The ambulance was as white as a newly painted room and the benches were hard as rocks, but at least there were windows and a back door. Across from him were 2 assistants in bulky, white suits (the typical ones, as you would see in a movie), one as near to the door as he could get, the other next to a speaker that was connected to the driver; both had cattle prods. Along with the white suits and prods, the suits were accompanied by a creepy gas mask... not the stand ones issued out to people, but ones akin to the Black Plague.
The worst part about this trip was that Sora was alone. Sure, he had those 2 assistants, but they weren't going to talk to him... if he tried to talk to them, he most likely be prodded. He could have been put on a quarantine train, or someone else that he knew could have been tested positive. No, he was utterly alone.
Not to mention, being alone would mean Sora would be completely bored.
Unfortunately, all this time made Sora think of what will become of him. It made him more nervous than ever. But, it made him think. About a month ago... or a few months... life on the island is a bit lonely without him... a friend of his tested positive. He might be able to see him again!... y'know, assuming he HASN'T been killed.
The twilight had now faded into moonlight, the creamy orange faded into the blueish-black desert sky. Unfortunately, Sora couldn't tell how long he had to endure the ride... not like it mattered. This would be heaven compared to the life he would have to face. And besides, he didn't have a watch. Although it had seemed like days, his guess was around 5-8 hours.
The ambulance stopped. It began to sink in. He didn't want to believe it, but he knew. Sora was on the outskirts of The Land That Shouldn't Be. He was going in and he was never going back home.
