It was late at night when we decided to move from the school bus into the building to find a spot to continue gossiping about other students. We had trouble finding an empty classroom, so the five of us or so settled on a room which already had another group of people staying after school for some kind of art project. It didn’t take long before we had more people dropping by to chat as they entered the room.

It was the beginning of the new semester and I had somehow ended up in a family-sized dorm with multiple bedrooms. My parents were visiting me earlier and my dad had left his phone charger in the room.

I walked through the chain link fence around the storage room on the edge of the field. I heard a baby crying so I walked around the building until I saw a small vegetable garden. The source of the crying turned out to be a baby made out of straw buried among the vegetables. I quickly turned around and walked through the way I came.

I was in a rush to get out of the door because I felt like I was going to be late for my 8:30 class. My dad asked me where as I was going and told my that it was only 4AM.

It was only on the drive back from the airport that I realized my friend wasn’t in the car anymore. I had thought we were picking someone up, but apparently we were dropping him off. “Well that makes sense now” I said.

I picked up a strange phone call and was told to run. Not knowing who exactly I was running from, I followed orders form the voice on the phone. I was led though a series of alleys and empty rooms to pick up keys. I eventually got my hands on a brown envelope and inside was a handful of forged documents. I needed to get out of the country. I made a brief stop at my house, thinking that maybe I could pack my things before daytime. Unfortunately, people in the house were already waking up. I decided to forgo packing and depart without anything more than what I had brought out in my backpack the night before.