Getting Home

Mikayla was dazed in the sun as she slowly made her way into the terminal. She even lost track of Barbie in the chaos. But still it was an organized chaos. As the Airports PA system led Mikayla through the terminal.

She followed the signs for North America, then USA, then the East Coast, and finally she saw signs for New York. The massive crowd was filtered down as she got further into the airport. However when Mikayla was at the there was a line slowly moving on as the plane was being boarded.

It struck Mikayla as odd that from the moment she entered the bus she hadn’t seen one person working or orchestrating this all. It was all via announcements or signs. Even the bus driver who dropped her off had a barrier around them that she couldn’t see around.

As she got up to the plane she noted that she was one of the last to board and consequently got to sit near the front in first class. The seat table was already down and there was a small paper cup with a pill inside of it.

Mikayla sat in the seat and looking at the pill she cocked her head in confusion. A male’s voice called “Hello everyone and thank you for your co-operation thus far. We hoped you enjoyed your stay in Germany but it’s time we get you all back home. Before we take off though I must ask that every passenger please take the pill in front of them.” Mikayla looked at the cup cautiously but noticed most of those around her were already swallowing the pill. Mikayla shrugged “bottoms up I guess” she said downing the pill as well.

Then all went black.

There was a violent shake and Mikayla’s eyes opened as she saw the plane slowing down, soon enough the plane was at its gate and Mikayla was disembarking.

From their the process was the same but in the opposite direction as she followed signs New York City and then Brooklyn. She got in a bus that said Brooklyn and it was half full.

“Row 1 call out your address” the driver’s PA announced “Row 2 call out your address. Row 3 call out your address” and soon enough Mikayla called out her address and the bus began to move. It took 3 hours but Mikayla soon recognized her street and finally as the bus stopped she saw her home.

Mikayla gladly stepped out of the bus, exhausted from the travel and feeling a bit dirty the first thing she did once she got in was to enter her shower.