I'm falling, falling at incredible speeds. I'm falling so fast that I call feel the effects of myself slowly falling asleep, this fall would knock me out before I died. This was intense. I said a little prayer to myself, knowing how quickly the end was coming. As I fell, I slowly calculated how far I was from the ground. 5,000 feet, 4,000... 2,000... 1,000... I closed my eyes and braced for impact...
But impact never came. I wasn't sure if I should open my eyes. I wasn't sure if I was dead, or just crazy. I decided to look. I was floating.
I looked around, and it was amazing. I was only about 1 foot off the ground. I looked around, too see if anyone else was seeing this. And, nobody was. I mean, I think they saw me, but nobody cared because this was just some freaking awesome technology from the 3000's. I then decided to wait. Maybe it would release me, maybe I had to get out of it, I wasn't entirely sure.
I sat there for a minute. And as I did, I slowly floated down towards the ground. I tried moving my feet towards the ground, and eventually was able to reposition myself. It was ok actually. It was an easy way to leave the house. I looked up, still kind of dizzy from the fall, not being used to it an all. All I saw was sky. But in the sky was a dot. Not a big dot, just a dot. It was coming right for me. I finally was able to get up and I got out of the force field. I ran, ran towards the building. Then I looked back up, it was Molly. Why was Molly back?
She hit the force field, and as she was slowly floating towards the Earth (I think) She talked. "I decided to help you. But on two conditions. One, hands off the merchandise." She than pointed towards herself. She pointed at her face, shirt, etc. "And two, I'm the leader. Whatever I say, you do. If one of your nasty freaking hairs on top of your head moves out of line, I'm ditching you in the Retreat. GOT IT?
(For those of you who still don't know what "The Retreat" is, its the forest.)
"Got it." I said a little shakily. I was kind of shaky from the fact she was plummeting towards me at like, a bazillion miles an hour.
"Good, lets go."
