hello again everybody. you would not believe what has happened since i last posted. for example, the fact that i am now living on the run, along with iaru, megan and this guy called johnny from school.
yes, you read that right. WE ARE ON THE RUN.
i suppose you’re probably wondering how we got into this mess. to be perfectly honest, so are we. but i’ll do my best to explain our situation, as i understand it.
it all started on new years day. the four of us were taken to the police station for questioning regarding that rock thing iaru got given last wednesday. is it normal practice to get taken to the police station just to be questioned? i got the impression that we were in more serious trouble than they made it sound.
when we got to the station, we get shown through to this room at the back, and the first thing we get asked is where the cleff is. you remember that’s what research team 7 kept asking us about? so of course i said to the officer who asked that, “i already told you guys, i don’t have it! i don’t even know what a cleff is”. and the guy said that it was no use lying, and that they had video proof that me, iaru and megan drove off with the cleff on wednesday. then he demanded to know where it was.
iaru was the one who answered first. he said that we’d dumped it by the roadside in the southern part of town, near wistleigh. we hadn’t, but he obviously didn’t want to tell the police where it was really, seeing as it might be a way to pay off adam’s debt. so i confirmed that story. what else could i do? lying to the police is an offence, and i didn’t want to get iaru into trouble.
then the police asked us what we knew about it, and we said truthfully that we didn’t know what it was or what it was for. then one of the police officers accused johnny of lying, saying that johnny had kept it hidden for ages, and johnny said that he thought somebody tried to steal it once, and that it was really valuable. the police officer asked him why it was valuable, and johnny said it was made by aliens.
the police obviously didn’t believe this and they got pretty angry at that point, but they didn’t get any further because that moment the door burst open, and the room must have caught fire, because all of a sudden there were flames everywhere. the next few seconds are a blur. the police started blundering around screaming and trying to dodge the flames. they were going nuts. a couple of the officers took out guns and fired them, like that was supposed to help. anyway, the four of us just turned and ran, because it was either that or get burned to a crisp or shot. the police didn’t stop us, because they were to preoccupied with the fire, so we just ran straight out the building. we kept on running until we were well clear of the station, then we stopped in an alleyway to get our breath back.
we’d just recovered enough to start asking each other what the hell just happened when a man in a suit turned down the alley, pulled out a gun and told us to hand over the cleff. we were all terrified, and then this guy walked up behind him and hit him over the head with a brick.
johnny recognised the guy with the brick, and called him mr. fletcha. fletcha said there was no time to talk now, and that we would be in danger as long as we stayed in this city. he said there were enemies everywhere, but his organisation could protect us. then he asked us for the cleff.
i think iaru might have actually given it to him, if those other two nutters hadn’t showed up. i recognised them; they were a couple of hawkbite drug dealers who sometimes hung around near the school. both the hawkbites and fletcha pulled out guns, and the four of us legged it.
we didn’t know what to do next. iaru didn’t think we should go home, because he thought it would only put our families in danger. we couldn’t go to the police, because apparently the police are in on whatever this is. iaru suggested going to the swords for protection, but the rest of us all agreed that that would be suicide, so in the end we decided it was best just to stick together and keep out in the open – we figured we were less likely to be attacked in a public place – and to get out of the city as soon as possible. we got on the first cheap ferry to london we could find, came ashore, and here we are.
the other three all have blogs, which i see a lot of you guys have already discovered. the four of us will let you know what’s going on until we get out of this mess. we’ve all contacted friends or family, but i don’t think we should make a habit of that, because phonecams are easy to track. this pocket computer is slightly less trackable, but not ideal.
i guess i also owe you guys another explanation. i haven’t been entirely honest with you guys lately. i think some of you might have already worked it out, but iaru is my boyfriend. he has been for nearly 2 months now.
you’re probably wondering why i didn’t mention that sooner. honestly, i didn’t really feel comfortable talking about that here because of the whole fiasco with my ex, jack, on my old blog, and i didn’t want to risk repeating that. so i told iaru that i didn’t have a blog.
so yeah. i’m a liar, and not a very good one. a liar on the run.
we’ll do our best keep you posted on what’s happening here.