Chapter Eleven
Disclaimer: Yes, I still don't own Drake & Josh. Amazing, you ask? Well... W/E (yes blame wordsofjade for teaching me that one)
"You are one nosy kid, you know." The man growled.
"Yeah, dude, I know." Drake replied, "But I'll stop once you tell me this big secret!"
"Oh my you are pushy! But no. I'm leaving. Don't try anything goofy, because we've got security everywhere, so I guess it doesn't matter if you do or not." The man got up and left, locking the door behind him.
Man, what am I gonna do now? Oh well, I might as well look around and see if there's any way out of here. Drake shrugged, walking over to the opposite wall, where there was a small bed with a plant next to it.. He was staring at the bed when his foot hit something. Confused, he bent over to pick it up.
It was a diary. A diary? Drake almost laughed. A diary sure wouldn't help him escape.
Oh well. No harm going through it, is there? Drake thought, leafing through the pages. Suddenly something caught his eye.
Dec 14th
I have been here two weeks. It seems like forever. I want to go home to my family but I know this will never happen. I will never get out of here alive.
Jane
Drake's heart sank. Would this be his fate?
He skipped ahead in the diary.
Dec 20th
They are getting more agitated with me. Annoyed with my questions.
"Uh oh!" Drake muttered.
Jan 1st
Another plane has crashed! This time no survivors. It would be nice to have someone else, but I wouldn't wish them this life either. But to be alive is better, I guess. So I won't complain about my situation.
Drake sighed and read more.
Jan 12th
I finally know their secret. Now I am sure of my future. How could our own government do such a thing? All those planes that have disappeared. To think this is the reason. It all makes sense now. The mystery of the Bermuda Triangle solved and yet know one will never know the truth. Why do we need to control the weather? What do they expect to accomplish with that? Dominating the planet by weather? Could this be where the tsunamis have come from? And the earthquakes? What about the hurricanes? It makes me wonder what else they're involved in. The electro-magnetic pulses are cutting off the planes' engine though. Which explains my arrival on this experiment gone wrong island. What is to become of me…
Jan 14th
I can tell by the way they are talking, something's up. I think they're done with me. You will know if there are no more entries in this book. If anyone does read this, and has a chance, expose the lies, help my name carry on. They're coming.
Jane
Drake was sick to his stomach, seeing that was the last entry.
Drake paused. The whole Bermuda Triangle thing was a lie. This whole time, it'd been these people, testing their new weapon. And then they were going to dispose of him also! Suddenly it became clear to Drake. They wanted to get rid of him because he'd stumbled in on their little plan, as had Jane. They knew that if they let him go, he'd open his mouth and then they'd be discovered. They were going to… 'destroy the evidence', as they'd said.
Just then the man came into the cell. Drake quickly shoved the diary into his pocket.
"The Boss has decided what we're going to do with you…"
