Chapter 14- Survivors Crusade
Ambulances had arrived to clear the mess at the docks, the police had finished questioning everyone else and pretty much every spectator had cleared after they saw the body of Kristaline and the face of Tom, both were in pretty bad shape.
Laura was already chatting on her cell and appeared to be some sort of a nervous wreck, she was jittery and timid. By the minute her voice got lower, squeakier and sadder, finally after half an hour on the phone she closed it.
"Guys the cops said we can go now." said Mikey looking at the others.
"Yeah but where do we go?" asked Sparky looking at the others nervously.
"Well I say we get to an airport and get the fuck off this island, the sooner the better." said Farah looking at the others, Laura began to shake her head, "What is it Laura?" Farah stared at Laura.
"Not possible, I just got off the phone with the airport, there was some sort of accident, a plane tipped, smashed the terminal like twenty people died." said Laura looking at her cell phone.
"Well isn't this just great." said Jared, "I mean come on this is getting pretty ridiculous, don't you think?" He looked at Laura again, "Did you check other airports?"
"No I but the nearest town is three hours away." said Laura still looking at her phone, "Well I guess I could check or something." She flipped up her phone and flipped through the built in roll-e-dex, she pressed a button and put the phone to her ear.
"Alright guys I really think we need to leave." said Caraan walking towards the car, "Who has the keys?" She looked at the group they all shook their heads, she looked at Laura, Laura shook her head, "Shit Kristaline must of had them."
"How are we going to get out of here!?" asked Sparky looking at the others.
"Don't know but we will find a way." said Caraan, "I mean we could rent a car."
"No go." said Sparky, "There are hardly any stores open, it is almost Festival." He looked at Laura who was still on the phone, "Finding an open place would be like finding a needle in a haystack."
Laura flipped down the phone, "We can't fly off either, the closet open airport is twenty four hours away on a completely different island, we are stuck until festival ends, in two days." said Laura, "Crap!"
"Well I think we should go into town, the festivities are probably starting up." said Sparky, "Come on we will hitch a ride with the cops." Everyone followed Sparky to the police cruisers, Sparky leaned in the window and began talking to the cop. "He says it is fine, come on."
Everyone hoped in the large police van, the cop started it and it sped away, leaving a cloud of smoke behind. A loose flier blew in the wind, it was for Festival it read, "Come to Festival! Enjoy the festivities and have the time of your life! You won't want to leave!" It got caught under another police cruiser and was ripped apart leaving only the word "Life" to blow away in sweet island breeze.
Meanwhile many locals were setting up for Festival, parade patrons prepared there steps and people old and young alike were setting up banners, the main red one read, "Festival of The Dead" It danced in the now strong wind.