*LIARS - PART FIVE - "HOMELESS"* We knew, of course, that the employees of the facility would not stop following us until there was no chance of catching us whatsoever, so our only chance of getting out of there in time for them to lose track of us was to run out into the middle of nowhere, staying away from clearings and close to obstacles such as trees, which would prevent them from seeing us. But this would be a hard task, since, when you're in the middle of nowhere, that usually means none of this is going to be in sight for miles and miles, so our only chance at this point was to run for it. "Guys!" I exclaimed, "We need to get out of here! And quick! We need to run down that road until we get to any sort of sign of civilization!" "What about your arm, Roosevelt!?" asked Verina. "That'll be fine," I told her, "No need to worry." Jose began doing as I'd said and ran along the road, "You guys had better hurry!" he shouted. I'll admit, my arm hurt terribly, but I couldn't let a broken arm get in the way of life. But then, we faced another problem. Homelessness. This put all we had worked for at a serious risk. We had not considered the fact that we had nobody to contact, nobody to turn to, we would be alone, and being homeless would get in the way of a lot of things. With every step, my feet became sorer. The grass on the side of the road seemed so dead, so lifeless. Verina got slightly ahead of me, so I caught up more. Up ahead, I saw lights. Lights of the city. Oh, bliss, how it would feel to be in the comfort of my home again. My memory foam bed, fleece blankets and silk sheets covering it. Feather pillows near the head of it, and folded clothes on the foot. The cherry wood dining table, with a big, fat, juicy turkey in the middle. The warm fireplace, the television, the couch and the recliner. That place was my home. It didn't matter if I was the real Alister or not, the fact still remained. The first buildings came into sight. "We're making it!" I said, "We're getting out of this place!" After a while, we where in the city, and we where thirsty. We immediately got onto the first sidewalk we saw, as the traffic was more intense in the city. People and cars crowded the street as they violently passed us. To keep track of each other, Verina, Jose, and I all held onto each other. We came across a hotel and went inside, begging for water. Verina stepped inside and went up to the desk, "Excuse me, miss, can I please have some water?" she gasped, "We walked from, like, the next town over, and we really just need some help." The woman that worked in the hotel just shook her head, "Sorry, it's five dollars per bottle." she told us. "Please!" exclaimed Verina, "If you could just give us water from the tap, we'd be grateful!" "Look, lady, we need this. Is it really that hard to give us some water? Just give us some water, we can split a bottle!" said Jose. I stepped up, "I'll do anything," I said desperately, "I'll clean the bathrooms, anything." The woman sighed, "Look," She said, "You can stay at my place for a while. Just, will you wait outside till' the end of my shift? I'll give you some water so you can make it, okay?" To stay at her house sounded like a huge step, so we thanked her deeply, got the water, then stepped outside. As we left, the woman stared at us with a sparkle in her eye that made me feel a little sick. Although, I felt sick looking at nearly anything, and it was probably just the fact I was still recovering from the information given to me at the facility, or that I hadn't truly eaten anything in my whole life. The cold surface I was sitting on didn't soothe me at all, and as I was groaning in the cold I noticed that I hadn't seen a car this entire time. There was only walking. People walking fast, people walking slow, there was just nothing but people for nearly the whole way. Later, the kind woman brought us to her home, not so much of a walk a way from the hotel. She gave us a home cooked meal, beds, shelter, and water. In fact, I was extremely surprised at her hospitality, and so where my friends. The thing is, she seemed happy helping us, and sat down at the table while she served us a delicious beef stew. "So, where'd you kids come from?" she asked. "W-We, uh, the next town over." Verina said, "We... uh... it's a long story, I guess." We didn't want to give away where we really came from, so we steered away from the possibility that we could had came from the facility. "So, tell me about yourselves." The woman said, taking a bite of the stew. "I'm Roosevelt," I said, "And this is Verina and Jose. Long-time friends of mine, really." Jose and Verina played along. "Well, my name's Delyndra." said the woman, "I used to work at a facility outside of town. Then I got a job at the hotel. Worked at the facility 'long as I can remember, didn't enjoy a second at it. I'm not enjoying the hotel, either." I looked at her, as did Jose and Verina, because, this woman could possibly be "of our kind". She was so kind as to make us tea before sending us to her guest bedroom, which conveniently had three beds in it, almost as she had been planning our arrival. The room had yellow and white striped wallpaper, and the floor was tiled. The beds had memory foam mattresses, and down feather pillows, as well as fleece blankets. *To Be Continued...* *LOVE, FAVORITE, SHARE!*
