Bang.

The earpiercing whoosh next to my head threw my mind away.

Roman was ahead of me. He was still holding on to Logan. I could see the fear in his run. Was Logan dead? Was he dying? Crying? Or with too much adrenaline? Was Logan awake? Was he ok?

Patton. That's what I could only think of. Was he dead? Brainwashed? Alive? Or in a ditch?

Tears. Tears thrashed through my eyes, blinding my vision and scarring my cheeks. The heat of my tears burned my mind. Nothing else but Patton mattered. The hot air in the forest killed me. Was he dead? Was he ok?

Maybe it's safer, I thought, maybe it's safer over there.

I hated it. The government. All of it. No one knew who it was. Who controlled the country. They only knew that it was called RONP. No one knew what it stood for. We only knew that there were cameras.

Fear struck my heart, like a killer stabbing for the last time.

Finally, I saw Roman go into a hut, camouflage covering the walls.

Following, I heard him sing.

"Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun
And the first one said to the second one there
I hope you're having fun

Band on the run, band on the run
And the jailer man and sailor Sam
Were searching every one
For the band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run
Band on the run."

"Hello?"
"Oh, you're here?"

Logan's POV

I moved from sitting on a sea and islands to a boat, oh, I'm dreaming, I thought.

Flying. Something I always wanted to do. The green and purple sky passed by me. Birds crossed my arms.

This was too perfect.

I finally 'woke up'.

In RONP areas.

"You're dreaming."
"I know."
"You also won't wake up."
"Am I deceased?"
"No. It's like... A coma. And you die afterwards."

I glared.

Virgil's POV

Yellow air flew from Logans mouth.

"Oh god no.."