3) Time to run!!!

After a week they had got closer in their groups, Alan knew better his friends. His group was quite nice; they talked each other, laughed and made jokes all the time, however he noticed that the other groups weren’t like them. One of the other groups was just talking silently, almost whispering; they looked the other groups like examining them. There was another group where they were just arguing most of the time; food, women, sex, sports and so forth, they just started a conversation and started a conflict. And there was another group with only sportsmen; they worked out all day long, but Alan thought that they did that just to impress the other young.
Then suddenly a helicopter interrupted them, it came from nowhere and nobody saw it just until the colonel jump out from the helicopter moving, like a Popsicle seller. He went closer to the guys and said:
-Ok guys!!! this is the time; your honor and courage are at stake- the colonel said while he was looking the solemn faces- you are going to live the most extreme situation that men have ever lived; you have … 15 min to prepare all your provisions, tools or implements, and then come back here to give you the next instruction-


Everybody was confused because all of them were expecting a competition or something but in that place; there were obstacle course, implements and a lot of TV stuff to record something, so they thought that they were going to do any challenge there, anyway they all did what they were told.


- Well, are all you here? – he answered himself, he just started to count them but he realized that he couldn’t do it in the short time that he had, as a result he stopped it- Yeah, I think so, well Ill tell you this fast and concise, from the continent, there are coming 15 well prepared mercenaries, they come here with a mission … killing you all… well almost all because the last one of you that stand is going to be the winner of all this- at the moment he said that, the helicopter arrived from their backs, and again nobody could noticed it- so they will be here in around 30 minutes- he was saying while he was getting up on to the helicopter- just one more advise, run boys, run.


After that the helicopter flew away. Young were all confused an shocked, nobody could believe that they were doing to die there, therefore some of them just stayed there leaving their things where they were at the beginning, and keeping doing what they were doing. Just around 20 of them, about 4 groups, were more careful and walked a prudent distance from the initial place. Minutes passed but there were like hours, Alan’s group was frightened about what was about to happened, they tried to hide their anxiety but they couldn’t.
30 minutes passed and 35 and 45 too, so everybody thought that what colonel said was a joke, that’s why they started to return. They were returning when suddenly a plane passed up in the sky. Nothing happened, but then several shadows could be seen in the sky. Those shadows began to look sharp… they were human figures. They were … paratroopers? “Must we run?” is what all the young in the initial place thought, but they couldn’t move at all. When the paratroopers were just 100 meter up, they started shooting and throwing grenades. Almost all the people there died, it was a massacre, and nobody could do anything. Alan was petrified, he had never thought that this could be happening; he could not move and remove his ayes from the dead bodies. He hadn’t seen the death as close as he was seeing there, just once he had seen a little bird crushed by a car but he knew then that it was totally different; he could smelled the stink of those corpses, because “yes now they are just corpses” thought Alan, the eyes of the dead people came into his mind and he thought that they were going to be there forever as the memory of his first kiss, or the surprise party that his friends did for him some years ago, but this is another type of memory; this is a scary one that was going to be stuck in the walls of his brain, hidden, and trying to sleep in the future, that memory would flood his head bringing fear, despair, and that damn smell.
“Run!!! Run, for god sake RUN!!!” somebody was pulling him from his arm, it was Billy; in fact all of them were already trying to escape.
- We have to escape!!! Did you see that?!!!- Billy said greatly distressed
- Yes, it was… it was…- Alan tried to described the situation, but he did not find out a good adjective for it
- Don’t worry, I got it, just … run now- Billy was looking for the group, which was found only a few minutes after.