Frontline finished lunch and sat back down at the desk and contemplated on what to do about Chris. His decision was made when the door opened. Frontline, his nerves on edge and deep in thought anyway suddenly leapt up with his gun,
"I've seen enough of those things to last me the next three years!" Sub-culture cried,
"Sorry, err, dump off the kit and I'll explain everything on the way to the Unexplored."
"Ok, I'm rather anxious to find out why you seem so intent of shooting anyone who comes through the door."
And so Frontline explained the situation to Sub-culture.
Sub-culture was in no way surprised,
"So what makes this time more...stranger then the other times?"
"Because this time the person that went and grabbed Chris actually came into the office, and searched it, probably after he had knocked out Chris."
"How do you know it's not a girl?" asked Frontline,
"Well... I honestly don't know, but Jordan says he saw a man."
"That's right, it was just a man that I saw drag Chris into the car, no one else."
"Hello Jordan, I thought that the crash last week saw the end to your taxi?" Said Sub-culture,
"Don't talk about it, nearly every time I see someone they point that out to me, it really isn't fair!" Moaned Jordan,
"Anyway, why are you following us?" Questioned Frontline,
"I haven't seen anyone to pick up."
"Ok, but we're off flying, we'll see you around!" Jordan took the hint and drove off,
The Unexplored was where it should have been. Chris had been doing extensive work on it, and was figuring what else he could do with it,
"I'll take Chris's place." Said Sub-culture,
"Ok, let's begin searching." Said Frontline
~Writers NoteI know, I know, it boring, and I've gone changed my style of writing and everything, but things will hopefully pick up soon.