SURVIVORS
Chaptre 279. Detained
Outside the building was waiting for someone who looked impatient. Tall strapping and rough.
Dean, Michael, Robert and Alan are pushed into the object, which they suspect is a means of transportation. Inside it was completely closed. There are no glass windows to see outside.
The four sat facing. Then the big man came in. Put up the iron bars of the separator and sit on the other side of that iron.
Alan's eyes flashed red as he saw the guard sitting in line with him, despite being separated by iron bars.
"Don't fuck around. Let's find out first, where is this."
Dean's voice echoed in his head.
"If you wait until their base is about to escape, it will be difficult. There must be more armed officers there!" refute Alan.
"Start!"
The guard spoke to the driver in front through a communication device. Because shortly thereafter, the vehicle felt a little shaky.
"This vehicle is flying!" Michael said through voice transmission.
Alan, Robert and Dean were aware of it as well.
"I don't remember which country had a vehicle like this in our world."
Dean echoed his thoughts on his other three friends.
Robert, "I don't know either. As far as I'm concerned, the United States doesn't have a vehicle like this either."
"Maybe this is a special area? A secret lab overseen by the secret service? It was not impossible if they might be looking for a way to enter the worm hole and were looking for the existence of another world." Michael expressed his opinion.
"You mostly watch Scifi," Alan said.
"You don't believe it?" Michael debated.
"No!" answer Alan.
"Didn't you trust our months of experience?" asked Michael astonished.
Alan remained silent. Even the existence of Z's soul in him was protesting. Z chose to sleep. And all that exists now is Alan. Without Z's help, he doesn't have any abilities. He can't even talk through voice transmissions.
"Z snags," whispered Alan to Robert who was sitting next to him.
"No whispers!" snarled the officer behind bars.
"What's wrong?" dean asked through a voice transmission.
"Alan said, Z snags. I don't think he has the ability anymore." Robert.
They look at each other. And Alan was very upset, because he could not stand in that conversation. So he just pouted all along their journey.
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Less than an hour's drive. The vehicle began to come down. Then it really stopped.
The officer came down and closed the door again. Heard his steps away.
"How now?" ask Alan.
Michael, "Is Z still craving?"
Alan nodded in lethargy. He was already used to the Z strength. And it was fun. He is now Alan. He tried to open his hand, no fire-eye came out. Alan was upset. But it can't be anything.
The officer came back and opened the iron door.
"Get out!" loudly shouting.
Dean, Michael, Alan and Robert go down in turns. Two other officers were waiting outside. They were led to a high wall building.
Passing through the door, the officer in front registered them. Then their hands are released. Then everyone gets a weird bracelet on the right hand.
"They gave us a barcode!" said Dean.
"Sorry, may I ask, where is this?" ask Robert.
"The intruder has no right to speak!" an officer hit from behind.
"We're not intruders. We're lost!" Robert tried to explain.
But he took back the blow. This time even harder.
"Robert!" exclaiming Michael.
Bugh!
Michael was beaten to the point of falling.
Alan felt his blood boiling. But he doesn't have any abilities now. So he could only grit his teeth holding in anger.
They were pushed away. Fired by Dean, Robert follows Michael and Alan. They were taken through a long hallway. Then take the elevator.
Dean couldn't figure out how high they were being carried. Then the elevator door opened.
???
The place was clearly a prison.
Bugh!
Alan curled up to endure the pain after his stomach was punched by the officer.
There's a guard behind the bars. The officer picked up the barcode scan checker. They were eventually taken behind bars.
Now Michael's helping Alan to walk. They passed through closed spaces. There were only small, barred windows on each door.
Michael was put in the same cell as Alan. But Robert and Dean are separated. It worries them all.
"Calm down, I'm fine. We communicate through voice transmission only," Dean said.
"Be careful of the other cell dwellers" Michael said.
"Hmmm...."
"Yes!"
Michael sat Alan in the bottom bed. There's a top bed for him.
"I'm so hungry" complained Alan.
"I've been thirsty ever since inside the worm hole" Michael replied.
"And the water jars are with Dean.
"Is your young coconut still there?" asked Michael expectantly.
"I can't access my storage room. Z is still crashing."
Alan hissed in pain while trying to lay down. The officer's punch wasn't kidding. Alan felt his intestines had been injured. He curled up so that his abdominal muscles did not experience excessive stretching.
Michael checked Ma's storage room. Although he feels pessimistic, but still looking. Either medicine, or a little food and drink.
"How are you guys there?" Robert's voice was heard by Michael.
"Alan pain. And, yahh, we're starving" Michael replied.
"Patience slightly. My cellmate said there would be a food division in about 3 hours" Robert said.
"OKAY. What about your cellmate? What mistake?" ask Michael to know.
"He stole initially. Then he was caught again trying to escape" replied Robert.
"Well.... We're mixed with criminals" Michael lamented.
"What about Dean?" ask Michael again.
Robert, "He hasn't responded to my transmission."
"Could he be bullied by his roommate?" Michael immediately thought about it.
"Deans.... Dean! Are you all right?" ask Michael.
But there's no answer. It makes his friends worried.
"Alane. Dean could not be reached. I'm afraid he's being beaten up by people!" whispered Michael.
"Huh?! How dare!" yelled Alan loudly.
"Sssstttt! You don't make a fuss! What if they don't deliver us food?" Reprove Michael while whispering.
"Are they going to deliver food?" alan asked in a low voice.
"Yes. Robert said, about 3 more hours of food delivered!" michael whispered again.
Bang out! Bang out!
The iron door struck someone from outside. Michael and Alan were shocked.
"Don't be noisy here! Once again make a fuss, go into solitary confinement!" the officer shouted fiercely.
Alan and Sunil fell silent with a wry feeling. They have to be patient in order to be able to charge for another 3 hours.
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Until the time the food was delivered, Dean still had no news. They are nervous and worried. But can't do anything.
"I told you, we have to fight before they take us. Dean can't believe it. If this is the case, how do we want to escape," Alan grumbled slowly.
"We wait until tomorrow. Did they not let the prisoner out of the room?" reply Michael.
"If Dean really gets his cellmate, we'll see his body tomorrow!" alan was frustrated.
"Don't say bad. If that's the case, it'll pity Widuri!" reprimand Michael.
"I am concerned. Be concerned! Not bad hope!" refute Alan.
Michael chose silence. If he continues to serve Alan, his emotions can peak and will make a fuss again. Isolation cells will only separate and further complicate the situation.
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