Escape

"Are you sure about this?" Todd asks glancing out the attic window. "It's either that or we become part of rubble." Olivia shouts over the violent sledgehammers. "It's just so far down." Olivia looks out the window. "It's not as far as you think. They leveled off most of the chain, so we are much closer to the ground then we were previously." Todd gulps. "So, how do we get down?" "The roof is slanted. We'll slide for a little bit. Then  we'll grab on to the gutter and we'll drop from there." "Ok." Their escaped starts off smoothly. However, when they start to slide down the roof, not only is it much faster than anticipated (shingles fly off) but the gutter is  missing. There is nothing to stop them. They speed off the edge of the roof and fall 5 feet onto a hard, linoleum floor. They gradually get up, brushing off bits of rubble from their bruised bodies. "Watch out!" Todd shouts. Olivia looks up in time to see O'Neil wielding a sledgehammer. She quickly throws up her bubble before he can inflict any damage. The sledgehammer bounces off Olivia's bubble and throws O'Neil back. "What the fuck is going on?" She cries. "You'll have to excuse my inferior .He's not bright." An approaching voice says. Olivia turns her head to see Sgt. Rodgers walking her way. "Who are you?" Olivia asks. "Sergeant Rodgers?" "Sergeant Rodgers, what's going on?" "All a misunderstanding, I'm afraid." "That's an understatement." She mutters. "You can disarm yourself now." Sgt Rodgers says. "I'd rather not." "Suit yourself. I have your friend by the way." "What did you do to him?" Olivia asks, angrily. "Just asking questions. I was hoping you could fill in the blanks." "Me?" She questions. "Yes, and him as well." She says, pointing to Todd.

July 2014

I was escorted to a small, dimly lit room with one steel table. I was left alone for hours to wonder who was watching me behind the one way mirror. Eventually sergeant Rodgers entered. She had a  fake, warm small and she extended her right arm to the table. "Take a seat." I sat down opposite her. Where am I? What's going on?" "I'll ask the questions." She says, still trying to keep up her calm demeanor. I lean back in my seat. "Fine. Fire away." She clears her throat before starting. "Where were you July of 2014?" "What?" "I want to know where you were July of 2014." She says more firmly. "I don't remember." "It was only two years ago." I take a deep breath. "Um, I saw the fireworks." "I don't care about the fireworks." "That's a shame because they were a good display that year." Sgt Rodgers slams her fist on the table. "You were on an uncharted island, weren't you?" She grills. "I was on an island. Didn't know it was uncharted." "It was. Do you remember how you got there?" I chuckle to myself. I know there is no way she would believe I was abducted. "Go on." She urges. "Um."  "You were taken up into the sky by an unidentified flying object?" "Yes, I was." I shout. The sergeant leans in. "Now we're getting somewhere. Did they say anything to you?" I shrug. "All I remember is that we were supposed to help them find a way home," "We?" "Yeah, me and Olivia. She's back in that building." The sergeant turns pale. She gets up. "There really was another person?" "Where are you going?" I ask. "I have to do something. Stay here."

Wrecking Crew

"The storm has passed." Todd declares calmly. "How do you know?" Olivia asks. "I just do." Olivia shakes her head. "Alright. You want to get out of here?" "Yes." Todd and Olivia stumble out of the darkened room. Not long after a loud bang could be heard outside the Wellness Center followed shortly by a tremendous shaking. It knocks both Olivia and Todd down. "I thought you said the storm has passed." Olivia shouts. "It did. That was something else." "What was it?" "I don't know. I'll check it out." Todd walks in to the dark room. There is another loud band, and Olivia gets knocked down again. "Todd, I don't think the storm is over." There is no response. Olivia decides to shout louder. "Did you hear me? It's not over. There is still a mighty storm." Todd creeps out of the dark room with his had hanged low. "What's the matter?" Todd lifts his head. He has water in his eyes. "They're destroying my home." He sobs. "Who is?" "I don't know, but they have sledgehammers. They've just about taken down the chimney." "What?" She says in disbelief. "It's being destroyed. All my hard work is going down the drain." "Todd, we have to get out of here." "I didn't even get a chance to finish it." Olivia shakes Todd. "Listen, that sucks. It really does, but right now we have bigger problems. If we don't leave this instant we will be hurt very badly."

Sgt. Rodgers

A moment later the stout military man reemerged with what appeared to be his commanding officer. She was a tall woman. Almost a full foot taller than the stout man. She had blonde hair that was pulled tightly behind her ears. She wore green camouflage, and had the sternest look on her face. "State your business." "Miss, I -" "Miss!" She roars. "Do I look like a adolescent female waiting for a chance to take out the Maserati?" "No?" I say, unsure of myself. "Then why are you calling me miss?" "I don't know. I thought it was polite." She huffs. "Polite? At least you didn't call me Ma'am. Do I look 80?" "No, you do not?" I say, more confused. She takes a deep breath. "Good. Now that we have that out of the way." She stares me dead in the eye. "State your business." "I'm only here by accident." She laughs to herself. "It's true." I insist. The stout man decides to chime in. "He brought others." The sergeant turns to the officer. She stares at him coldly for a moment. "Did I ask you to speak? You will speak when spoken to." She turns back to me. "Is that true?" "Yes, I can go get them." The sergeant shakes her head. "No, I'll deal with it. O' Neil!" "Yes, sergeant." The stout man replies. "Take this man away. Put this man away somewhere secure." O'Neill places his hand on my arm. She starts to carry me off. "What about the others?" I shout. The sergeant glances up at the Wellness Center. "We'll  take about your ship bit by bit, and then we'll see exactly what you are hiding. Take him away now."

Hanger

I glided the Wellness Center into a dark, jet hanger. I wanted to let everyone know that I was not a threat. So, as I jumped off the chains  I mad my presence known by shouting "hello" as softly as possible. I heard the stomping of boots in the distance and felt a slight relief. Then I saw a short, stout, military man appear from the shadows. He made direct eye contact with me and reached for his radio. "We have a breach in security. Stand by your positions." I raised my hands above my head. "I mean no harm."  "And just what are you doing in a government facility?" "I had no idea what this place was." I plead. The military man sneers. "You had no idea? You just happened to float in?" "Pretty much. I was looking for shelter from the storm." He rolls his eyes. "Give me some identification." I reached for my wallet. I hand him my driver's license. He views it carefully. " That your current address on here?" "Technically this building is." I say, tapping the chain to the Wellness Center. The military man looks up at the Wellness Center. He sighs and hands me back my ID. "I suppose you're fine." "Great, I'll tell the others." "Others?" He questions. "Yeah, they're inside." The military man's face stiffens. "Stay where you are. I'll be right back." Just like that he vanishes into the shadows, leaving me alone in the floating hanger.

Steering

I fastened my hood and cape tightly to the chain. Not many people know this but while my cape usually hangs just above my ankles, it can stretch to enormous lengths. It also has self - regenerative properties. So any rip or tear is fixed by itself with in a matter of hours. Currently my cape is the size of a sail on a long boat. This helps me to steer the Wellness Center. I do that by leaning my body from side to side. Fortunately, I didn't have to avoid any mountains, but there is a giant, grey, floating, jet hanger ahead. Perhaps I should land there?

Safe Spot

Olivia stumbled into a dark room filled with stacks of boxes. She groped the wall tirelessly looking for a light switch. "Don't bother searching for a switch. There isn't one." A voice calls out. Olivia squints her eyes. "Todd?" "That's me." "What are you doing here?" "Contemplating." He says, simply. "I see." "No you don't. You have no idea where I am."  Olivia sighs loudly. "There is a box by your feet. It's pretty sturdy if you want to sit down." Olivia slowly crouches down and sits on the box. "What are you contemplating?" She asks. "Oh, things aren't going well." "With the building you mean?" "Yes." "That's fairly obvious. But we can help you." Olivia says. "I'm afraid I might have to take you up on that." Olivia is slightly taken aback. "Don't act like it's such a bad thing." She snaps. "It is. This Wellness Center has been passed down my family for generations. I should innately know what to do, but I don't." "Stop being so hard on yourself. You have this. Some of your ideas are... well they're bad, but we can improve on it."  "I guess you're right." He says, still less than enthusiastic. "You're damn right I'm right. Now let's get out of the dark." "I don't think that's a good idea." "Why?" Olivia questions. "You guys dug up the anchor, right? Causing the Wellness Center to lift high into the atmosphere." "We did. Why?" "Surely you noticed that the winds are much more destructive in the sky?" "We have, but what do you suggest we do?" "Stay here. The winds won't harm you in this room. This is the safest place to be right now." "How long do we stay in here?" Olivia asks. "Till the windstorm is over." Olivia pauses for a moment, reflecting on Todd's statement. "If this is truly the safest room to be in how will we even know when the windstorm is over?" "I'll know."