We start off with Dwayne Junior narrating.
The school system, the way it is set up, is useful for helping young kids achieve their goals. And, a school sporting event, can bring out the best and worst of the students that are playing. This is the competitive Junior year.
The tugs theme then plays
Junior's POV
It was difficult for me to eat anything over the next few days. Every time I ate something, I immediately started feeling nauseous. I just could not stop throwing up. The last thing I could remember doing before I passed out, was standing in the hotel room, while Bertha was asleep in bed. After the spider incident, we realized it was too dangerous to sleep outside. At the same time, I didn't want Bertha to have a really bad allergic reaction, after getting bit by a rat. So for multiple nights in a row, I had to stand in the room wide awake while Bertha slept, so I could keep my eyes open for rats. Due to being up all night, I slept throughout the day.
Reader's POV
When Junior woke up, it was completely dark. He could barely see anything. "What the hell is going on?" he asked. "Where the hell am I?" He then began feeling around, trying to find some kind of light. He then heard the sound of a door open, and saw the lights turn on. He then realized that he was lying in a hospital bed. He saw Bertha walk into the room, and sit down beside him. "How the hell did I end up here?" asked Junior. "Remember that guy who was trying to get into the navy?" asked Bertha. "Turns out he was able to get in, and the plane that we built got approved." "After we went missing, he spotted us while flying it above Ireland." "Thanks to him, we were able to get out of the middle of nowhere." "The doctor said that if you didn't get proper treatment within the next 10 minutes, you wouldn't have made it." "You'll be discharged just in time for Christmas Eve." "After the holidays we'll be heading back to Canada." "Because they put us in this position to begin with, the airline company is giving us a full refund." "Maybe we can try going to London next year, and next time we'll be on a much better flight."
Junior's POV
I was discharged on the twenty fourth of December, to see my family waiting for me outside the hospital. We all then celebrated a nice quiet Irish Christmas. On the ride back to Canada, I was sitting next to Bertha, and I began crying into her shoulder. That was one of the worst moments of my entire life, and she stood by me the whole time. Now I was looking forward to marrying her even more. Of course, when we got back, it was back to business as usual. We still had to get an education, and we had another baseball game one week into the term. But that is a story for another day.
Authors note: If you were on a missing flight and you lived to tell the tale of what happened, you should consider yourself very lucky. I've heard stories about flights that went missing years ago, and they still haven't been found to this day.
In real life, if you own a hotel that's infested with rats, there is a high probability it is going to get shut down.
Thank you for reading and please have a great day.