Brain Dead Part Four

This the last part of the brain dead main series i made from 2 years ago, so the story is kind of incomplete, I'm swamped with work now so i don't know if I'll ever complete it.




Part 4----------A ride to class

I awoke the next morning to the smell of ash, i smelled it because my mom must have left my window open, and when the mills started up all that ashy smoke that was left in the stacks over night was blown out over the valley. And the ashy air was blowing in the house. Hurry up or you'll be late for the bus, So i grabbed some dehydrate milk and some foamas, Fomas was this meat wrapped in some dough pushed into a pop-up can, it was tasty but safe to eat. I arrived at the stop just in time as the bus was arriving. I saw that Toun had waited up for me. Toun was one of my 3 best friends in the valley and there probably my only friends on Tar.

Did you hear what happened in the Hills last night, said Toun. Yeah it was great i replied. (Toun chuckled) I knew it was you, Awesome. That George kid was annoying, but as the patrol was arriving, something was strange. What, said Toun, one of the Patrol crafts looked different. A new model said Toun. Yeah something like that. But what the pilots were wearing was strange, the pilots had a red jumpsuit and a helmet covered in a white clothe. Almost like, pieces of a bed sheet. And 1 of them had a huge white robe on.

Do u think it was Confedrines? Said Toun, Its impossible, they live like really far away on planet Condeal, i replied. You mean 7 light years away, blurted out Bob, Bob was my sisters best friend. I hear they just finished work on the Jump-Gate, said Bob. The Jump-Gate , i replied. The jump Gate is used for quick travel from planet to planet it was constructed for transporting supplies to the troops in the war. And now lots of other beings from other planets are using it for bartering at are planet. So well see a lot of new people here soon.

Damn I said, Sooooooooo...hey i get my pilot license soon, so have fun on the bus Bob, me and Toun wont have to wake up so early for school, fuck you buddy and your friend i just gave you all this information for this bullshit. ha, i replied the bus entered Section 8, to pick up the riches. Riches are people whose parents buy them everything they want. They smell of perfumes and rich breakfast's.