We were now on the road, with no absolute idea where we were even going. Perfect, just perfect. "I think we need to find a place to stay for the night," Nikki said, and I nodded in agreement.
"But where?" Tisiah asked, and no one had an answer. "Well, I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I'm pretty tired," Greg said.
"It's literally just 4 pm," September said. "Why would you even be tired?"
"What do you mean, 'why would you even be tired', who wouldn't?" Malachi argued, and I had to agree.
"Well, I'm not really tired," Nikki said. "I don't think any of us are, but we are stressed. We need to start leaving this place." We all nodded, and September began to drive again.
After a few minutes, Nikki said, "I think we should go to Canada."
"Canada?" she asked.
"We can escape from the FBI there, although the TSA would still be following us. We can go to Russia from there without any disturbance hopefully," Nikki said, and we all agreed.