Day 13.
4:30 p.m.
Parker:
I’m flying in the air and I love the way the wind feels in my hair. I love the view from up here I feel like I am on top of the world and that I can see everything: all the way from the cars driving among the streets to the big buildings everywhere else. I hit a patch where all I can see are the woods. I smile at the beauty of all of it until something unusual caught my eye. In the middle of the woods is a huge facility it looks like a prison from up here. I don’t know how to land without hurting myself so I think about being on the ground and teleport myself down. I teleported myself about twenty yards away from the facility as to not be seen by whoever could be out there; when I look out at the building there was a chain link fence surrounding it. I see to
