It's confirmed, I hate traveling. Noisy and nosy people are most of the problem. I got about no sleep and was sluggish, very sluggish, when we made it to Seattle, Washington.
"Just let me die already." I say to Klaus while we get off the plane.
"Please don't die…" he replies, I only sigh.
Some sort of line is forming for people and we head the opposite direction, hoping nobody sees us. The buildings look pretty much normal. But then there's one big building with clusters of people around it. All of them look very shady so we hide from them.
Then suddenly all of them go at once, charging, almost, they go in yelling and screaming and you can hear the gunshots and screams of the poor people inside. I look over to Klaus to see him as transfixed as I am.
"Why are we doing nothing, we should help them!" I say to him. He shakes his head.
"No way we can." He looks inside other buildings. "There's more elsewhere to be protected." I quickly stand up and he's right, there are many more people to be saved. So I try to look over the whole city. "Lots of other big buildings, lets go!" I start running down the street, unsure of what will happen.
Will they think we're on Colorado's side, or Washington's? Either side will bring consequences. So we run as fast as we can to the building I spotted.
The building appears to be an apartment building and everyone inside is silent. We quickly slip inside, trying to be noiseless and go up the staircase. After looking around we find people.
The first room we encounter is a pretty small one with toys, maybe a nursery, but kids of all ages are in here with a few adults.
"We won't hurt you!" I immediately say. "We'll protect you." I look at their alarmed faces. They're waiting for the 'just kidding'.
"Are there any other people in the building?" Klaus asks. One of the adults nods, who's maybe in her 60's, she's wearing a name tag on her belt; Shelia is her name. "Across the hall." She points out the door. The over door is closed, across the hall.
"Who's in there?" I ask.
"People ready to attack." A different one says, this time it's a younger person and she's named Ingrid. "How do we know you're not faking? Sending them in late, right?" She comes closer and it seems like she's spitting in my face. "Leave! The kids are safe with us." I scowl.
"You don't look very prepared to me!" I yell and close the door, almost slamming it. "What about food and water? Or protection for yourselves?"
"We don't have any more food, water is nasty, and we were not granted protection." She says.
"What about the rest of your food? I heard you were protecting it."
"Government is."
This shuts me up, "Whatever." I say and sit on the carpet with my back to the wall. Klaus also follows.
The door is slammed open and I quickly stand, ready to protect them. But it seems they know this person.
"They sent this, it was on the stairs." She throws a piece of paper on the floor. It says 'get ready.' The rest of the woman rub their temples, they're under a lot of stress.
"Then we should get ready…" I say but trail off, remembering they don't have anything to do.
"All we can do is try to escape,"
"Escape? Shelia, how do you think we'll do that? Jump out the windows?"
"We could! We're only 2 stories up, though the apartment is a little bit raised…" I say but then go over to the window and look down. "Well I think we should abandon that idea and just run." I grab my bag and Klaus, "There are people coming towards the building. You should probably stay inside." I pull out a bottle of water for them. "I know this isn't much but it's all I have." I place the bottle on the floor. The water inside started to shake.
"Earthquake!" I exclaim. "Not an earthquake; people." Ingrid is leaning out the window. I look out the window also- it's true. They've already done the other buildings, so it's our turn. I'm fidgety and not sure what to do.
The woman are taking children and leading them out the door. I go ahead of them and once at ground level I look out the window.
"I think we misunderstood." I tell Klaus, who is behind me.
"So they're not trying to kill us. They're trying to save us?" He asks me.
I nod, "I think they're trying to dig something up. Who knows what it is."
But it still doesn't mean that they're actually on our side, well, I guess if I live.
"Hey!" I call out from them inside the building. All except one of them- the one who is digging- stare at me.
"Emilie West," One tall burly man takes his handgun out of his pocket.
"I'm not going to hurt you!" I sink back inside a little bit.
He still eyes me suspiciously. Then the man digging looks up.
"I found it; the bomb."
Hi! Long time no see! Thanks for all the reviews and such! Even if you don't like it or you're confused thanks! Sorry this was so late- I actually had a dream like this, we were in some kind of building and yeah. I started it weeks ago but then watched a 9/11 thing, I was sad so I couldn't continue and then I forgot so yeahh... the next one will be earlier!