Fuck. Things didn't get better. Infact they got worse. A lot worse.
It's now 9:35 AM, and I Joji Kurosawa am sitting at my desk with soldiers
pointing rifles at my head. How did this happen? (damn I should've called
in sick today). It was even one of my favorite classes, English. We were
reading Lord of the Flies. When suddenly these commando type soldiers came
storming into the classroom, breaking down the door. Talk about a dramatic
enterance. You'd think they'd know how to use a door knob by now. The
last soldier to walk in was a general of some sort. He had a different
uniform, and was this big huge guy. There was this huge scar across his
face that he must've gotten in a war or something. The general had
extremely short hair, almost like stubble. He wore this brown camoflague
uniform, with a few medals pinned to his shirt. When he spoke, it was like
the atmosphere shifted around his words. "At ease class, and how are all
of you?". The classroom was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. "No one
has to be afraid. Were not here to hurt you. We just want you all to go
on a little trip with us. There's nothing to worry about. Everything will
be fine". At that point Girl #19 Carla Jones raised her hand. The general
pointed to her "Yes? you have a question?". Nervously Carla spoke "Um... w-
what will happen if some of us don't want to go. I don't think my parents
would let me without permission". Looking intensely at Carla the General
growled "Your parents are now being contacted by the proper authorities.
Should they not comply with the Canadian Government, they will be taken to
a facility where they will be subject to intense torture until they comply
with our wishes. Does that answer your question?". "Y-yes" Carla said
meekly, and with that she slumped her head to the desk. Another hand
raised into the air. This time by Boy #2 Harold Lee. "Are we in trouble
or something?". The General turned to Harold. "If everyone here complies
with us, I guarantee that no one here will harm you. But that is only if
you listen to what we say". With that, the General walked to the centre of
the classroom, and motioned with his arms. "The time is now. Everyone in
an orderly fashion, go to your lockers. Gather your things, and go
downstairs. There will be a bus waiting for you".
Strange. What's this all about. As the class got into the hall, the General mentioned to the class that today was the day we were going to "learn something about ourselves". I wonder what he meant by that Harold (#12) thought to himself. As the class sombrely got onto the bus, there were soldiers with firearms on board already. The bus had these bars on the window, and everything seemed to be bolted down. As the bus drove onto the road, the entire class had butterflies in their stomach. This was almost too much to take. "What the hell is going on?" Joji (# 10) whispered to Carla (# 19) who was sitting next to Joji on the bus. Carla gave Joji one great big scared look that answered his question. Pondering to himself, Joji started to remember a crazy event that happened in Japan. It was difficult to get information about what exactly happened because the Japanese Government imposed a ban on all information regarding this incident. However, from what Joji could gather, it was about a class that was taken to an island where they had to... nah. It couldn't be Joji thought to himself. Even worse, from some leaked information that was posted on the internet. These incidents, or "games" happened annualy. Sweat was pouring from Joji's head. Finally, after about sixteen minutes, the bus arrived at it's destination. It was the airport. From here on in the fear of the class increased ten fold. Carla looked like she was almost having a heart attack. The class knew now that they weren't just going to some place in the city. They were going far away. As the bus pulled onto the runway, the General got up and walked to the front of the bus. Almost shouting against the roar of the airplanes. "Class. This is it. I want everyone to get off the bus in an orderly fashion. Your plane is waiting for you" the General pointed to a big airplane, with a picture of a cartoony, but ferocious purple dinosaur painted on the side. What could we do? most of the class pondered to themselves. Three soldiers with firearms were flanking both ends of the bus. There were even more soldiers on the runway. Escape was nearly impossible. What could we do except get on the plane Joji thought to himself. As the class of T-rex High boarded the plane and the door shut, they knew somehow this was going to be something they will never forget. Three soldiers with huge firearms were standing with the General at the front of the plane. With one more question in him Harold raised his hand". The General looked at Harold and allowed him to speak. "C-could you please tell us where we're going?". The General almost cracked a smile (or was it something more sinister). "You will be briefed when we get there. However, I see no harm in letting you know now" the General revealed to the whole class. "Were going to Jamaica" , and with that he walked into the front compartment of the plane, with the three soldiers trailing behind. The door in the front slammed shut, and the classes troubles were just beginning. Suddenly a mist seemed to seep into the air. "Gas" Joji thought to himself. Are they gassing us to death? No! Getting drowsy. Sleepy...
Strange. What's this all about. As the class got into the hall, the General mentioned to the class that today was the day we were going to "learn something about ourselves". I wonder what he meant by that Harold (#12) thought to himself. As the class sombrely got onto the bus, there were soldiers with firearms on board already. The bus had these bars on the window, and everything seemed to be bolted down. As the bus drove onto the road, the entire class had butterflies in their stomach. This was almost too much to take. "What the hell is going on?" Joji (# 10) whispered to Carla (# 19) who was sitting next to Joji on the bus. Carla gave Joji one great big scared look that answered his question. Pondering to himself, Joji started to remember a crazy event that happened in Japan. It was difficult to get information about what exactly happened because the Japanese Government imposed a ban on all information regarding this incident. However, from what Joji could gather, it was about a class that was taken to an island where they had to... nah. It couldn't be Joji thought to himself. Even worse, from some leaked information that was posted on the internet. These incidents, or "games" happened annualy. Sweat was pouring from Joji's head. Finally, after about sixteen minutes, the bus arrived at it's destination. It was the airport. From here on in the fear of the class increased ten fold. Carla looked like she was almost having a heart attack. The class knew now that they weren't just going to some place in the city. They were going far away. As the bus pulled onto the runway, the General got up and walked to the front of the bus. Almost shouting against the roar of the airplanes. "Class. This is it. I want everyone to get off the bus in an orderly fashion. Your plane is waiting for you" the General pointed to a big airplane, with a picture of a cartoony, but ferocious purple dinosaur painted on the side. What could we do? most of the class pondered to themselves. Three soldiers with firearms were flanking both ends of the bus. There were even more soldiers on the runway. Escape was nearly impossible. What could we do except get on the plane Joji thought to himself. As the class of T-rex High boarded the plane and the door shut, they knew somehow this was going to be something they will never forget. Three soldiers with huge firearms were standing with the General at the front of the plane. With one more question in him Harold raised his hand". The General looked at Harold and allowed him to speak. "C-could you please tell us where we're going?". The General almost cracked a smile (or was it something more sinister). "You will be briefed when we get there. However, I see no harm in letting you know now" the General revealed to the whole class. "Were going to Jamaica" , and with that he walked into the front compartment of the plane, with the three soldiers trailing behind. The door in the front slammed shut, and the classes troubles were just beginning. Suddenly a mist seemed to seep into the air. "Gas" Joji thought to himself. Are they gassing us to death? No! Getting drowsy. Sleepy...