It was December 20, 2015. Ryan was in the air in a flying car. The car could go 150 mph and had no road, so it could cut through and go straight to Chicago.
He was abut midway when the needle on the fuel tank was on E(empty). His dad said they were going to stop off and get gas. He also said "If anyone needs to use the bathroom, you need to get out and do it now. won't be stopping for another 3-4 hours."
His brother John got out and went tuse the bathroom. Ryan soon followed. They were near the bathroom when they heard a loud crash. "BOOM." They turned around to see the broken glass of the front window of the gas station. There was a car by the checkout. The big dent on the front slowly was fixed automatically. Then John saw the pieces of glass being put back together slowly by itself.
Now it was nearing dark. It was 7:30 p.m. in Louisville, Kentucky and John and Ryan were getting back intotheir father's flying car. They took off and arrived at Chicago at 10:00.
"That was quicker than I thought it would be," Ryan's father said in a very deep and loud voice.
Suddenly out of nowhere someone grabed Ryan and John. They were led to a hoversine. They got in and slowly started to fall asleep. John fell asleep first after about 10 minutes. Then Ryan drifted off. He woke up an hour later. It seemed like it had been 10 hours to him. He was still in the hoversine. He heard the men coming and quicklywispered John's name. No answer. He pretended to be asleep when the men got there. He did a good job and the men bought it. He cracked his eyes open and looked around. He saw a sign that said "Welcome to Indianapollis, Indiana. Then he drifted into a real deep sleep.
To Be Continued
