Reluctantly, Jason, Sam, Mariah and I got out of bed. I felt stiff from sleeping on the small bed with Jason. I was not complaining, but a twin bed was not enough for two people, especially, with a man of Jason's size, to sleep on together. I could tell that Jason, Mariah, and Sam were stiff and sore as well. Not only from the tiny beds, but from all the stuff we just put our bodies through. We didn't want to really move, but it was time for us to go home, and then we could rest and recharge. We got our things together and took the elevator up to Bartholomew’s office.
“Good Morning!” Bartholomew greeted, cheerfully, as we walked through the doors.
“Good Morning,” said Mariah with a tired smile.
Today is the day we start our journey back home, I thought happily as I noticed there were
