Fiction: Group 4
I wanted to move, take control of the situation. I know how to use that gun! reach out a grab it!
My body wouldn’t let me. Instead, my head acted independently. I turned round to face Tina and I kept
mouthing the words:
“I can’t do it Tina, I can’t do it”
“Geyn, you can do it! Our exit’s right in front of us, we’re gonna live!”
“I can’t do it Tina. I just can’t do it”
All of a sudden, Tina stood up, walked over to me and squat down.
With the calm voice of an mother, she said:
“Geyn, listen to me. We’ll get on that damn thing and we’ll get out of here alright?
Now, focus on the sound of my voice. Just ignore everything else. Everything is going to be all right. You
just need to make it out of here.”
“Promise?”
“Promise”
Drying up my tears, I summoned all my strength and began slowly dragged my arms and legs across the final
five meters.
“That’s the spirit Geyn! you can make it! you’re almost there!”
As I was one meter off, I allowed myself one moment of relief.
Then a shout was heard:
“Another drone coming in for a strafing run! This one’s got missiles! get us in the air quickly! ”
As the soldier began firing at the newcomer, my body began to freeze once more.
“Come on Geyn, it’s less than half a meter away now. Keep going!”
“I can’t! I want to keep moving, but my body’s frozen in place!”
“That’s it! I’m closing the boarding ramp!”
Suddenly, I felt a strong shove on my back, flinging me up the boarding ramp of the transport.
Turning back, I saw Tina standing with tears in her eyes.
“Be strong Geyn, be strong”
As the ramp closed, a tsunami of anger, fury and self-loathe filled my mind.
Why couldn’t you move? Why didn’t you try and save her? How can you even call yourself a man after
being saved by a woman like that?
I just collapsed, crying into my palms as I cursed at the world.
