CHAPTER 4
The sound of all the trains that left the station was extremely loud and drowned all the other sounds. It tuned down after a while, and people could finally hear what the others were saying or shouting. Rhan, Jekketh and the others from their group were sitting down a bit away from the workers in the train station. Elum was humming a song, Jekketh tapped on the bench, and Jozil stared up in the roof… None of all of them seemed too entertained by three hours of waiting.
“What was the number of the train again?” Jozil asked.
“55…” Elum replied while catching breath.
“When was is coming again?”
“It’s around 15 minutes left…”
That was just about all they said. Frosty snoozed. His arm twitched now and then. Zero looked at him. It was like that for two minutes. Then Zero punched him in the chest. Frosty made a gurgling sound and stared at Zero.
“What was that good for?” he asked, rubbing his chest.
“Good for me. You’re annoying…”
“Me?! Annoying?! You should just…” his words drowned in the whistle of a pipe. The train 55 had just arrived. The group of special trained soldiers got up, took their bags and made way to the train. Jekketh turned around in the end of the line and gave his favorite place to be a loving look. Then he also took a place in the train. A slig stood in there, waiting for them to sit down.
“Alright then, ladies and gentlemen!” he shouted. Everyone turned his or her head to him.
“I am the one that will lead you now! We’re going to investigate an abandoned base a couple of days away. This train will take us half the way, the rest we’ll have to walk. Our mission is to see what or who made the employees leave the base, if there is a who that is responsible we’ll take him home and we’re to take back a disc in there. That disc contains info about what conclusions their research led to, and what we should do to use those conclusions.”
He paused and looked around.
“Is that clear?”
“SIR, YES SIR!” the group shouted. The slig left the room and let the soldiers do whatever they wished to. Rhan took up a small book and a pencil and started to write.
/Day 6
Month 4
Today our group started the mission. We’re on a train, heading for nowhere. I’ve found out about what our mission really is, and I don’t like what I’ve heard. We’re apparently supposed to take back a disc with info. But, I can’t help it, Quarter’s words still rings in my ears. Why can’t that pessimist leave his damn thoughts to himself?! He said that we’re probably not supposed to come back alive. What if that’s the way it is? I don’t feel like dying, I’ve already decided to die on a rainy day when I’m 45 years old! Hmm… That makes me think… Damn it, I can’t even think anymore. Oh well, away to death… Goodbye dear journal, goodbye!\
He smiled to himself and put the book back in his pack.
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