“Hit that lever”
“Where!?!”
The pilot flips of his goggles
“there”
The plan banks to the left, Charlie fourteen at the time feels like he’s holding on to his teeth.
Okay once we get past this tree line I’m going to jump.
“Your going to do what!?!”
The plane’s massive motor burns through a cloud, once clarity resumes Charlie finds him-self abandoned.
“Adrenaline packaged just for survival ruminates through his veins.”
“okay okay everything’s fine”
Charlie’s hands start to shake as his trusty inhaler is replaced by a mischievous hole.
“Perfect”
Strange beeping fires off lights all around him and another vessel appears beside him.
Ropes ransack the plane as the other flying contraption swallows Charlie whole.
Immediately men of different sizes board his plane
“Where you headed?”
“I don’t know”
“You carry fifteen tons of heroin for fun?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about”
35 years later
A dimly lit cell cascades light on a boney man who carries no resemblance to a boy. His eyes full of pain and anger watch his limbs deteriorate, as they lay shackled to the wall. His forgotten presence plays coy with infested rats as they steal his meager food portion for the week.
3 months later he is released given the agency forgot why they imprisoned him. He buys three packs of cigarettes and a gun.
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