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So, why are we here? At the caf™? I was puzzled. Were trying to teach you, Rob. Now, DNAliens disguise themselves as humans using holograms in order to deceive us. But we have something new that will render that useless. Look, Gwen fished a pair of sunglasses out of her purse. It LOOKS like a pair of glasses. See? We even have a pair of clip ons for you. Just use it when you suspect something, on the left frame. I awed. Cool I sipped the scalding hot liquid in my coffee cup, downing it in one gulp. You know, my mom says I get hyper when I drink this crap, but I dont know, I joked. Julie refused to look at me. I stood up to leave to the bathroom, the sweat sliding down my face. I felt so embarrassed! Oof! My shoulder brushed a middle aged man with a briefcase, his face kept out of view by a Fedora hat. Sorry. A grunt. My curiosity was piqued with the new gadget, and I had wanted to try it out. My line of vision went green, like night vision, almost. Thats funny, why did he leave that briefcase at our table? Weird place to put your stuff down. Oh my God! I screamed.
A moment later, a large explosion shook the plaza, people screaming and running from the flames and shrapnel. Fear shook my body, the tendons of my legs tensing and tightening until I could barely move. My body laid twisted out of shape under a small table, although I was unharmed. Debris and small pieces of glass fragmented my left leg, the blood pouring out in a steady flow.
"Crap! I picked myself up, grabbing the torn walls with my sticky hands. Smoke was everywhere, a screen that hindered my ability to see. In the distance, the wail of sirens caught my attention. Near my face, I felt a hot flame lick my skin. I jumped back, shoving past a fearful mother carrying her daughter. Eek! A shrill cry. Julie! I ran towards the sound of her tears. My gun was drawn, my finger itching to squeeze. Julie! Julie! Are you alright?! She blubbered, I got away in time, but Ben. HesHes I saw him, his arm twisted behind his back. Bens green signature jacket was torn in pieces, large scars already beginning to form on his torso. Pieces of shrapnel pierced his skin. My finger twitched, ready to fire. Im alright. Julie laid her hand on my shoulder, her scarred hands reluctantly taking the pistol away from me. I nodded, barking, You get out of here! Ill get Ben. She screeched, The flames are spreading! Ah! GO!! I felt braver than I ever had in my entire life. Courage seemed to take over any emotion that caused me distress. I hoisted Ben on my shoulders by his legs, limping my way out of the burning caf™ plaza. The firefighters were here! Thank God! I continued, ash and smoke filling my lungs. I coughed furiously, collapsing into the arms of a firefighter. Before I drifted off into sleep, I burned the number on his firefighters hat in my head.
My eyes shot open. I gasped, taking in a breath of fresh air. A tube was slid down my throat. I choked, a doctor urgently pressing the Emergency