The Rocket Papers - An Alan Becker Fan Story

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Chapter 4 "Get your hands off of me!" The Chosen One yelled. "I don't even know who you are!" The gray worker put a finger to his lips, telling TCO to keep quiet. "Let's get your friends and be out. I'll explain later, I promise." He said. His genuine look made TCO follow him to unlock the cells. "Orange! Are you okay? I'm so sorry for literally dragging you into this!" TCO exclaimed. "What? I... How do I have powers? Is this why I'm here?" The Second Coming asked. "I'll explain later." The gray worker said again. "Follow me kid. You too." He said, pointing to Yellow and TSC. The group ran down the hallway of the facility, until they reached what looked like an aircraft station. The gray worker led them to a smaller plane that still had room for everyone. He opened the door with a key card taking a deep breath. "What's wrong?" TSC asked. "I barely know how to fly a plane..." The worker answered. "I can fly planes!" Yellow exclaimed. "I'll give you some coordinates and you fly us there. Okay?" The worker asked in a slightly stern voice. Yellow replied with a nod. The group hopped into the aircraft and Yellow flew them out of Victim's facility. Green, Red, and Blue were running for their lives. They got knocked out by some weird gray stick figures they didn't even know. For some reason, they only dragged their friend, Yellow, into the monochrome building. Right now, they were in the middle of God-knows-where. "Where are we now?" Red asked. "In some forest." Green replied. "Very helpful Green." Blue said sarcastically. Green started to look around for something to help. Just trees and the occasional bush. Then a lightbulb practically showed up over his head. "Purple said that she lived here somewhere. In a neighborhood with a dirt road where the houses were almost identical." He said. "Oh yeah! She also said that there were some woods nearby. If we got lucky, these might be those woods!" Red exclaimed. The group started to run to a clearing not to far ahead, full of adrenaline and hope. 10 minutes later, they reached a neighborhood with a dirt road and houses that were almost identical. Purple's neighborhood. She wasn't lying about the "almost identical" part that was for sure. Every house looked the same except for one with a purple stick figure sitting on their front porch. "PURPLE!!!" Green shouted happily, running towards her. "GREEN!!!" Purple shouted back. Blue and Red caught up to Green, almost as happy as he was. "Purple... Orange got... Yellow..." Green struggled to get the words out of his mouth. "Green are you oka-" In the middle of her sentence, Green passed out in exhaust, and blacked out.