Fresh Release

A light rain hit Peter in the fresh. “Hm? Where are we?”

“I think we’re back in the field.”

“Huh? How?”

“Don’t ask me. Omi was the one who figured it out.”

“How?”

“It took a while to see it, really.”

“But how?”

“It took a while to see it myself. But I noticed that the electricity wasn’t really shocking us. My hand went through the waves. From there, I put it together.”

“Those bastards.”

“So is this real?”

“Yes.”

“And we’re alive?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. Okay. I’m too tired to move.”

“Me neither.”

“I can’t either.”

“What do we do now?”

“Rest. Then get back to the house.”

“What about our phones?”

“We still have them.”

“Huh?” Peter felt along his pocket. “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Do they still work?”

“Yeah. I called the others already. They’ll be here soon.”

“Cool. So we just lay here until then?”

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

“Oh.” Peter looked up at the sky. There were stars in the sky. Real stars. No light pollution. Just the stars and the rain. He wanted to reach out to the sky but didn’t.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Peter asked instead.

“Yeah,” Omi said. Cook just nodded.  The three of them just watched the rainy sky.

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-Cook-

They rescued us. I think it was Jimmy, Saito, Midori, and Tommy who found us. They took us back to the house. We were all okay. No injuries. Nothing else came of this adventure. We don’t know what really happened. Omi explained it to me but it has left my brain. Something about hypnosis or mind control. Whatever.

And that is the story of the greatest summer adventure you had ever heard.