"No. I live.....somewhere else."   It seems like she was going to say something else.

"Where?" I don't think she's going to answer, but I'll try anyway. Answer, answer, answer, answer.

"Somewhere close to here, but not here. I'm not an Underground agent.......well, not technically," she says. It was worth a shot. But I wish she'd even given a little hint.

"Oh." Sigh. "This is probably a weird question, but what year is it? And also, what is this place? And lastly.... Well not really, I have a kazillion questions. But, what is the Sky War? I've never heard of it before."

She shows a little shock, but soon, she's back on her feet.

"Ummm..." she trails off. I feel awkward. I really still have noooooooo idea what has been going on.

Sorry it's super short, but mother is ushering me off to bed.

Carter-

We lay in the sun a little bit to let our clothes dry. Then we walked onto the street. With all the support Asalia signs around here it was hard not to pull out my gun and shoot them all. But that would atract some seriously unwanted attention and we did not need that. "So where to?" I asked Eva. "Why are you asking me?" "Your mission," I pointed out. She glared at me. "What?" "Sure now it's my mission just as soon as you crash the plane and kill all chances of peace with Hasia!" She's shouting at me again. Boy that was getting annoying. "Chill, we just need to find a way into Hasia's president's office without attracting attention to ourselves." She rolled her eyes. "I don't think you can do anything without attracting attention to yourself." She snaps at me. "Gosh, take a chill! I'm not gonna do anything stupid yet!" She didn't chill. In fact it took her an hour and a half to finish yelling at me for every stupid thing I'd done so far. And that was only so far, who knows what I'd do next.

(I'm going to try something new.)

As soon as Carter had disagreed to peace a file on she and Eva were taken to the President along with a report on the fight and crash. Three men sat at a circular table. One was short with greased back black hair with a dark suit, freshly pollished shoes and a cocky expression on his face. His name was Jackson King. The second man was tall and bulky and looked like in a fight with a bull, he'd kill the bull. He had on a camo army suit with several medals glistening on his chest. He wore black combat boots. His white hair was perched on top of a brown head. His dark eyes were watchful and untrusting. His name was Avon Maja. The third man wore a crown and a black suit with a red and gold sash across his body. His black leather shoes were freshly shined. His waxy skin and blue hair added to the odd look. At first glance you'd think this guy was some sort of glorified mayor. But he was in fact the President of Hasia. President Millard Sale. The man in the camo was the head of Hasia's entire army. And the other man was head of the High Council of Hasia. "Ever since our alliance with Asalia the rebellion has taken a special intrest in us." President Sale spoke first. "They only know because that girl broke into Asalia's President's office," Jackson said. "Yes but now they are acting. These two girls, Carter Mason and Eva Nam, are going to be a thorn in our side as long as they remain here," Avon said. "I agree, we must find some way to kill them." Jackson nodded. "Must we kill them? They could be beneficial. If we capture them the rebellion may be willing to help us if it meant getting them back. They are both part of the council that runs the rebellion as they have no clear leader." President Sale's voice was slimy and slick he was an ugly man with an ugly personality. The two other men nodded. "Agreed, so we must figure out a way to capture them so we can hold them for ransom," Avon said. The three men sat there in silence thinking. "We need to find them first," Jackson said, breaking the silence. "Yes, but that would be like finding a needle in a haystack in Hasia. They could be anywhere. We don't know yet where their jet crashed," Avon argued. "Not if we could get them to show themselves." The Predient smiled a sly smile. Jackson as well. Avon did not smile. He hadn't even as a child. As a baby he'd never laughed or smiled and he wasn't ticklish. "How do we do that?" Jackson asked. "Simple, they want to talk to me and make peace with Hasia, or at least Eva does, so we simply allow them the chance."

"2184." Her voice is slightly cold.

I start to slip down the wall, my hand pressed against my forehead.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!" My head burns. My breathing is heavy.

Chloe squats down beside me.

"2184." I repeat her. My voice is soft, but thick with emotion.

"Yeah, 2184." She pauses, then asks, "Is there something wrong with that?"

"Y-y-y-eah, there is. I'm not from here." Chloe tenses slightly.

"Like, Asiala?"

"What's that? It's like the Sky War. I hear about it, but not what it is. And, and Chloe..." I stop. Should I tell her? can I trust her?  "I don't want die!" I wrap my arms around her. I didn't know I'd do that. If I could cry, I would. Stupid Accident.

Your turn next. Again, tottally at loss for Chloes reaction.

No they're not. I did that seprately. They weren't even there. Because now they have to find Cam. I wanted to get that in there before Cam had to remind us again.