It was here that I begN to be afraid, for myself, and for everyone else that was in our bunks. (We are in no military force, or army of any kind. If you have not read my story here's what sum's it up. We have powers, we live under the governments control, the person with our same power, is the one we are meant to be with, and we ARE busting out.) mort wasn't breathing. I don't think. I look up to a horrifying discovery. My friends, the only people I have for family, were all unconscience. A helicopter had crashed. Twice. Once on the boys, and once in the girls, both of our bunks were penetrated by attackers. I look over to Lyman. "Arbor, your