“What..?” were the only words which could be mustered out of the three of them combined. I had achieved the near impossible, and without being caught. I couldn’t hide the tiny smirk fuelled by pride that had reached my lips as I prepared a full account for them, detailing exactly what had happened last night, the spontaneity of it all, revelling in their looks of disbelief. I apologised profusely for worrying anyone concerning my sudden fainting, though Jon seemed more relieved that I hadn’t some undiagnosed developing illness more than anything. More people had begun gathering round as I answered more and more questions being fired at me like bullets. The excited buzz had returned to the air as the realisation that we all might just finally escape The Contra had been refuelled once more.
