Prologue
"21!" I yelled as I saw them take her away.
"Please, run! RUN !" 21 screamed as she fought their strong arms. Who were them? The plan was perfect, the guards were all asleep. Who were where the bastards?
I had no choice. I looked at her one last time before I started running like crazy.
Crying.
And running.
Running for my life. Running through the woods like, begging for someone to pop out of nowhere and offer me some help. I'd probably tripped a thousand times, heard many strange noises coming from the bushes, but I kept running.
Nobody could know I was gone. At least, not for the next hour. I just needed to get to the airport , and that was it. I kept telling my self to run , and not to look back.
And finally, I saw lights. I saw a street. Cars passing by. I wasn't sure how many time had passed since I left the building, but was sure I didn't have much time. I desperately screamed to get someone's attention, but no one was stopping. They just looked at me in a strange way. When I looked at myself, I realized I was dirty and bleeding. I couldn't feel pain, I just saw little bruises. I shouted again, hoping someone would stop. And someone did. It was a nice old man.
"Что случилось с вами, барышня ?(What's happened to you, young lady?)" He asked gently.
I told him that my car had broken down, and that I needed to go to the airport as soon as possible. I saw doubt in his eyes. Who'd blame him? I was wearing a white shirt and orange pants, while all the ladies in movies wear nice clothes. I thought showing him my bag and tickets would help, and it did.
I arrived at the airport in a few minutes. I was shocked at the huge size of the building. It was all made of glass- well , I'd thanked the man a thousand times, I ran into the airport and noticed the bathroom sign. I noticed people staring at me, but nothing could distract me anymore. I had to leave. I got into the bathroom and quickly changed, with the clothes I had in my bag. I cleaned myself up and got out as quick as the wind. I didn't know where to go, so I just took the tickets in my hand and started walking towards a bunch of people , putting their baggage into some moving thing. When my turn came, I gave the tickets to the nice lady behind the counter. She looked at me , typed something down on her computer and then gave it back.
After following people through what seemed like eternity, I finally got into the plane. A real plane. A big, flying machine that was going to get me away from this horrific place and hopefully give me a chance of a new life. I felt my heart racing , as the plane raced to take off.
Relief.I felt something in my stomach, as the plane flew towards the sky. A strange feeling. But other than that, relief. I rested my head on the chair. Only relief.
And then darkness. Pitch black. Everything was gone.