After I break the silence, Sara and Olivia get up, turn in their trays, and leave silently. I inhale softly as I look over and see that Jakob is playing it cool as a cucumber. It takes all of my willpower not to get up and deck him in the face, but that isn’t something I want on my record. Instead, I decide to do as Sara and Olivia did, and turn in my tray before heading back to my corridor.

When I reach my room, I pull my bag out from under my bed and start packing. After a while, I sit back and find myself running a hand over the top of my blankets.

“This is the last night I will sleep in an actual bed”, I say softly. Hearing a small agreement, I whip my head to the door and see Jakob standing there. Great.

“What are you doing back here?”, I ask, a touch of anger in my voice.

“I just came by to check on you”, he says, “I have to look after my squad, don’t I?”

I grit my teeth and stand up, stomping towards the door and snapping, “Your squad? You’re fucking hilarious. This is Squad 3, and for your information, Squad 3 is run by Bowman, so I suggest you leave before I call him in here and he beats your shit in.” I slam the door in his face and lean against it, groaning and rubbing my face. Now I remember why I hate him.

After a second I push myself up and begin searching for things I want to take with me. I grab a blanket and a firestarter, slipping the firestarter into the side pocket of my bag. My eye catches my first aid kit as a glance across the room and I pull it over. I open it and rummage through the contents.

“Alright, bandaids, two morphine syringes, gauze, and a stitch kit”, I list off to myself. I’m interrupted by a knock on the door, and I walk over to answer.

“Ye-” I’m cut off by the sight of Olivia crying.

“M-maddie”, she stutters out. I raise an eyebrow in response.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, concerned. I gesture her inside and shut the door behind us.

“I’m scared, what if we lose radio connection?” 

I turn and hug her, “Shh don’t worry, we won’t. Everything will be okay, I’m sure of it.” I try to comfort her as well as I can. We have been good friends for about three years now, so there really isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her or Sara.

“How’s Sara holding up?” I ask, letting go of Olivia so we can sit down on the bed.

“She’s asleep, she packed her things and then went to bed.” she responds, causing me to laugh.

I sneak a glance at the clock and, noticing the time, reply “but it’s only twelve o’clock.”

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“She doesn't want to be jet lagged, so she’s knocking herself off schedule.” Nodding, I look at her

“And you?”, I ask, “Are you going to do the same?”

Olivia paused, then shook her head.

“I’m going to spend some time awake and then maybe around four I’ll sleep.” Nodding, I laid back.

“Well I’m going to sleep. I’ve packed and I’m ready to leave”, I said with a yawn, “well, hopefully.”

yawn. “Alright well i’ll leave you to that and i’ll see you tomorrow. I wish you luck” Olivia said leaving. I hear her close the door behind her and I close my eyes with a contempt sigh.

Tomorrow, we are leaving home, and going back to our planet. This is bound to be quite an adventure, and some of us will not survive.

The worry of who is not going to survive is flooding my mind. Thinking and thinking, after a while I woke up by my alarm and i stretched out it Read “6:00 p.m.” when i turned to look at it on top of my dresser.

“Its already thursday..” I yawn out and shuffle out of my bed.

Grabbing my bag i set it on my bed and change into a more suitable outfit for traveling back to earth. I slip on a long sleeve undershirt and another long sleeve cotton shirt which was solid black. Followed by my Jeans and my wind breaker.

I grab my bag and step out into the hallway seeing all of Squad 3 walking towards main hall. My heart breaks when i see them all walking they look as if they are walking right into death row.

I stepped right in beside Olivia, and Sara. Sara had on her deep brown bag, a tarp attached to the top tied with rope. She had her knife attached to the side and her outfit was no different than mine was. Except her long sleeve shirt was a rather light blue a black windbreaker and her jeans were black. Same with Olivia she had on a long sleeve purple shirt a black windbreaker and black jeans.

Turning my head forward i see the capsule we are supposed to be launched in and I huff. Minutes feel like hours as we walk. Finally reaching the capsule i step in seeing the people strapped in.

A couple of people sobbing a few whimpers, and sniffles here and there then there were stone cold people who showed absolutely no emotion.

I kept my head looking at my feet sitting down in one of the seats and strapped in. taking the gloves from the compartment I slipped them on and strapped them up. So did everyone else.

Once everyone was settled the President came on the intercom “Welcome Squad 3, this is your capsule. If you manage not to die from impact everything you need to survive will be in this capsule. I wish you the best of luck, remember this is for humanity.”

The intercom pinged and left people crying even louder. The power cut out and my eyes widened we were finally leaving. A girl next to me shivered out of her wits and kept repeating “we are all going survive”.

I gulped and held on tight, it felt like a rollercoaster the capsule was being shaken from side to side. Finally the shaking subsided and thats when I knew we were in the pathway of earth. I peered out the window seeing the station far away and i gulped. From here on out, it is life or death.

It had been a while that we were in space, we couldn’t see each other from the lights being out. A sudden jolt hit us and began throwing us around again this time much worse. We had finally reached earth’s atmosphere.

The jolting and clanging got worse and worse. A couple of us were knocked out from the jolt while i was barely hanging on.

The jolting continued for roughly fifteen minutes before we had crashed into the surface of the earth. Knocking out most of the Squad. I had bruises on my shoulders and knuckles from trying to hang on.

Once we crashed I unbuckled sliding out of my seat. One of our medics Jesse has already been going around checking on people. Sara is comforting olivia as we all pry the door open.

Hearing a small click the door let out a gush of air and began to lower itself to the ground. The vegetation was returning from the plague quite well actually. There is no spot of any decaying object in sight. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t going to be obstacles.