Aiden was sure to sit near the front right side of the crowded school auditorium. They were about to announce which of the thousands of students were about to be forcibly removed from everything they knew and sent to NAPFIT. There was a good chance of his being selected, he knew that much, but he had no intention of actually going.
The principal tore open the envelope from behind the podium up onstage. Aiden examined his surroundings, ready to dart backstage at any moment, planning out exactly what he would do, everything from jumping over the seat in front of him to pushing open the nearest door to the school parking lot.
The seconds creeped by slowly. The principal pulled the piece of paper from the envelope. Once he was outside then what? His car was on the other side of the lot. He shrunk down in his seat, wishing he could have just hid out in a bathroom. Why didn’t he think of it earlier?
He unfolded the letter carefully. Aiden had a map of every hall in the school lined out in his head, trying to plan out the perfect escape route but knowing that it would probably be useless. He thought it out in his head, but then suddenly remembered the back door to the materials room. If he could make it to that door, it would be a shorter run to his car.
The principal cleared his throat, obviously regretful about making the announcement and condemning a student. Aiden got ready with a pencil in his right hand and his car keys in his left, both hands concealed inside pockets. He knew what he was going to do. One of the government agents slowly paced towards the door he was planning to run out of.
The principal looked around, as if trying to see who would get chosen. He looked down and then grabbed the microphone, sadly saying the name “William Smith”
Aiden jumped forward and ran towards the door. The agent grabbed him by the shoulder, and Aiden twisted his arm so he could stab him in the forearm with the pencil. He didn’t miss a beat after that. He ran, pushed through the door, up the ramp, through another door, into the hallway... The hall was empty. He was lucky. He ran to the materials room, and...
The door was locked! He looked behind him, 2 agents were bursting through the door that he just came out of. The stairs! He ran the other direction as fast as he could, knowing it would probably be too late. He was almost at the door, he turned to push it open... arms wrapped around his torso. He thrashed, but he couldn’t escape.
There were men yelling behind him. A hand clenched his jaw and forced it open. He kicked and screamed. Something was dropped inside and it slid down his throat before he could react. That was the last thing that he remembered.
Aiden woke up. At least he thought he did. His eyes were open but he couldn’t see anything. The room bounced, and he realized it wasn’t a room. He was in the back of a moving vehicle. He moaned and tried to look around. He saw faint outlines of people that he assumed were government agents.
He exhaled and looked down. “You can’t do this you know” he said. He didn’t know what to do. He was strapped to his seat and handcuffed, there was nothing that he even could do. It was hopeless, all he could do was wait. He slowly drifted back to sleep with the knowledge that he would soon be ending up in a hellish place called NAPFIT.
He was standing somewhere. It was bright, the middle of the day and he was outside. He was in a grassy field and there was a pond and a stream nearby. He knelt down in front of the stream and watched the water peacefully flow over the rocks. It was just like home. He was home. He never got abducted at school, he was at home, alone in the woods where he could think about life for as long as he wanted.
Something rustled the leaves behind him. He turned around. It was a dog. A huge dog, a boxer. He had never seen the dog before, but somehow he knew that its name was Brutus. He smiled when he saw it, and he bent down, calling it over to him. The dog ran up to him and he hugged it as they tackled each other to the ground. He laughed as they wrestled on the ground. The dog was licking his face. He smiled.
The back doors to the van slid open. Aiden squinted as his eyes adjusted to the light. The agents all around him unstrapped the bonds that held him in his seat. They forced him up and out the back of the van. Here he was, NAPFIT.
He noticed that he was no longer in his normal clothes, just an orange jumpsuit. With that and the handcuffs, he knew that he wouldn’t like it here. That, however, he intended to change as soon as he knew how he could do it.
The wall looked like it was almost 20 feet tall. It was made of stone and there were vines creeping up the sides of it all over and barbed wire lining the top. There was a large iron gate that he was standing in front of with a computerized control panel next to it. One of the agents walked up, flashed a card in front of a scanner, and the door slowly but surely creaked open.
The guards pushed him inside and led him across the courtyard. They flashed their cards at the front door to the mansion and it beeped as a green light on the control panel lit up. They opened the door, and... one of the guards undid his handcuffs. "see ya" said a man in a mask and a black uniform. He pushed him through the door and it closed behind him.
He was in a dimly lit room surrounded by other kids. He rolled his eyes as he listened to the announcement of the radio. He turned around and tried to turn the door handle. It was locked. It was worth a try at least. He looked around and took note of all the windows and doors in the room as he sat down on the couch.
this is the end he thought. nothing else but this building... or so they think he let a smile creep across his face as he planned out how he would get out of here.