What was Tyler Jones doing here? I had barley said a word to him since our big fight in fifth grade. i had started hanging out with Elle and we just.. stopped.
“Tyler? is that you?” I asked, still a little taken back. his face had a purpleish bruise on it, and his blue eyes were dark.
“Actually Kiley, i go by Killian now. but yeah, its me.” He said. Killian, that was his birth name, but after his mom left them, he’d dropped it for his middle name , which was Tyler. so he must have finally reconnected with his mom.
“Whats going on?” I asked, brushing a lock of startlingly red hair out of my face, behind my ear. he looked at me, his navy blue eyes burning into my vivid green ones, and threw a dirty look over my shoulder, at the guards.
“We’ve been kidnapped. all of us. just randomly from our houses or off the street. those men, there terrorists i think, but there not just like a group of people, there like, goverment funded. they have high tech gear and all.” He said.
The goverment? is kidnapping kids?