Dear Chris & Di,
I hope you’ve not given up on me, I’m alive and coming back as soon as I can. I promise.
I was abducted on New Year’s Eve by two police officers. I was taken to some sort of research facility where fifty or so of us were held. They spent 6 months doing strange tests on us. Some of the others thought that they were trying to make us exhibit some sort of powers. After tonight, I think they might have been right.
Someone opened the door to our cell during the night. One of the other inmates, Flynn, thinks it was one of the guards because she gave him a message earlier that day. Naturally we made a run for it.
On the way out I saw some of the other prisoners beating a guard, I tried to stop them but I suppose 6 months of pent up rage is hard to quell. I’m sure he was only doing his job, but I suppose they didn’t see it that way.
One of the other inmates was Gregor Warner – that bike racer you got into a while back. Anyway, as we were heading towards the exit, he ran upstairs, I guess he thought we were underground. Hard to tell with no windows. I followed him to try to get him back to ground level, but we had to jump into a doorway to get away from some guards. I don’t know if they spotted us, but it became a moot point. I don’t want to go into detail why.
We went back outside and Gregor ran on, away from the stairs down to ground level. I tried to chase after him but something strange happened. You won’t believe this but I swear it’s true, my legs started to grow. Really grow. They got to about 6 foot on their own, I had to throw myself to the floor to avoid crushing against the ceiling. They went back to normal after a few seconds, but it’s this and the unpleasantness with the guard that makes me start to belikve in the ‘powers’ talk. This is also why I’m not coming back yet or evening posting this. I’m not going to come back until I know it’s safe for me to be around you.
It was around this point that the earthquake started. Implausible again, I know, but it did. Suddenly, a huge earthquake. Gregor jumped out the window and after I’d managed to get up again, I did too. Daring escape!
We met up with some of the others: Flynn, Jason and Annabel and managed to take a van using that poor guard’s keys and drove away.
Flynn’s mystery message included some GPS co-ordinates, so for want of a better plan we’re heading there. We’ve managed to get some money – enough for food and a change of clothes at least so I suppose we can say we’re on our way.