Bullet Train 3

"I surrender."

"Okay then let me get up. Don't do anything fishy if you try anything then he'll be inclin-."

"I won't." I said cutting him off 

There was nothing I could do in this situation. I was forced to throw the flag here. The hijacker pulled out cuffs from his back pocket and gestured to me to place my hands behind my back. I complied and did, so after I was cuffed the man started to yell out. 

"HEY DRIVER YOU CAN STOP NOW WE'RE DONE HERE."

The train came to a stop. A third accomplice. It all made sense now. It came together so neatly. This trap was perfect, and I was fooled and lost completely. 

"Okay you can follow us here." 

The train operator joined the three of us as we exited the train. The station was empty. I followed them quietly, hands placed behind my back cuffed like a prisoner. Even though the station was empty I felt like there were eyes glued to me. Every step I felt more like a prisoner. Walls closing in on me made from other people's eyes. 

"We're here." The man said. We were in front of a deep tunnel that stretched long and far. It looked as though it would take an eternity to reach the end. Everything was silent, the only thing heard was footsteps until Qasey the other hijacker said something 

"Hey Big Bro what happens after this."

"We'll after this we'll just hand him off and get something to eat."

"Can I choose today?" 

"No, we're going to let Trevor choose today, remember?"

That name Trevor I had no doubt in mind that they were speaking about Trevor Wilson, the man I was going to deceive. What a coincidence I guess this isn't a time to give up. The people I'm being handed off to have got to be people related to Trevor Wilson which means they'll be some more clues about what happened at the restaurant. 

"So you're not even interested in where we're taking you. You seemed mad talkative before. What's wrong, big guy?" The hijacker said. 

I didn't respond, I just kept to myself, readying for the end of this tunnel. 

That's when it happened. Almost as soon as we reached the end of the tunnel, the finish line.

"AUGUST ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" Qasey screamed. 

August fell to the ground as if he were knocked down unconscious. 

"THIS WAS YOU WASN'T IT."

The rest of it was a haze, the tunnel shaped into this ominous red and black string of abstract shapes. I felt like I watching the world in a third person view.

"YOU KILLED MY BIG BROTHER."

No Qasey you're mistaken. No your honor this wasn't. Flashes raced through my mind. Loads of people laid on the ground beyond the tunnel. Nothing was clear anymore. Is that a pool of red?  Where was Lamar? Where was Hugo?