'Your sentence will begin in half an hour' Vance said. 'Don't be late.'
'Got it' said Frypan, downcast.
'It's not like I want to do this' Vance said, clearly less angry than earlier. 'I need to set a precedent with this. Now, go do whatever you have to do. I'll see you outside the brig in an hour.' With this final remark, he got up and left the room. The guards opened the door and let them all out.
'What do you say we make a run for it?' remarked Thomas after they all made it out of the room. 'Just run away and never come back.'
'For you baby, anything' Brenda replied, in the most sarcastic tone of voice any of them had ever heard.
'Harr dee harr' Thomas retorted. 'I suppose we better go talk to Minho, tell him what happened. Then get ready for our sentence.'
At this, they wandered over to where Minho was staying in the infirmary to explain what had happened. Of course, by this point gossip around the camp was rife and they kept getting strange looks from the people they passed on the way to catch up with Minho. The mindset of all the people looking at them wasn't actually as malicious as they thought. It was more out of confusion that such senior figures could be punished for something like this. In their minds, they had only snuck off to try and make sure everyone's safety was guaranteed. They were good intentions, but people also acknowledged going off alone when there was the threat of WICKED around was also very stupid. But nonetheless, they ignored the stares and made their way into the infirmary where Minho was staying. He was lying there, leg in a cast, just like the last time they had seen him. But this time, there was a girl by his side. When he saw them enter, he sat up and looked almost scared. The girl turned around as well, and she blushed a bit when she saw them.
'Hey Minho,' said Thomas. 'We're just coming to let you know we're gonna be locked up for a week for sneaking off.'
'Two days for me' Jorge chimed in, a smirk on his face.
'I heard man' Minho replied. 'Bummer.'
'Who's this?' asked Brenda. 'Don't be rude Minho, introduce us.'
'This is Chloe' he replied. 'She's a friend of mine.'
'Nice to meet you' Chloe said. 'I've gotta be going. See you later Minho.'
'When we get out, you gotta tell us all about her' said Frypan after she had left.
'I'll make a note of that,' said Minho.
'Anyway, we better go,' said Brenda. 'Enjoy your time and see you in a week.'
'See you guys' he called as they walked out.
They headed over to the brig where Vance was already waiting for them.
'You're early' he said. 'Perfect'
He watched as they all prepared themselves and, one-by-one, they entered the four cells that would house them for the next week.
'Enjoy' Vance said sarcastically and walked away, leaving them to begin their week of incarceration, unaware of just how long it was actually going to feel like for them.
