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emerging from the rear of the craft. Kerry soon realised she was alone and called out her parents. The figure approached, getting nearer and nearer, as Kerry felt more anxiety, loneliness and very frightened.
    Kerry looked behind her and the figure had disappeared, reassuring Kerry and making her feel a little bit safer. There was a cold draft of wind behind her, parts of the aircraft were everywhere, as she turned she froze. A tall figure with their face invisible slowly emerged in front of her as she turned around. Kerry leapt into the seat behind her, catching her elbow on the metal divide.
     
    ‘I can show you things you have never seen before’ said the voice hanging over Kerry’s head. ‘Nooo!’ replied Kerry in a rather scared but brave tone. The figure’s presence made Kerry’s hair unfold down her neck, sending an electric pain down her back. The figure leaned in on her, as she screamed with all her might.
    ‘Noooo, leave me, get away from me I want Anna and Tim, where are they?’ said Kerry with urgent aggression and a confused complexion.
    The images of everything suddenly became like a view from a far, getting further and further away. She felt like she was floating away, although she could see herself down below, gradually getting smaller as clouds approached and everything turned black…
     
    ‘Kerry…Kerry…wake up’ exclaimed Rupert, shaking Kerry also. Kerry awoke looking shaken, eyes tearful and bloodshot and sweating profusely.
    ‘Are you ok?’ enquired Rupert as Kerry noticed that everyone around her was concentrating on her behaviour, and inciting panic among the few. Kerry took a few seconds to gather her thoughts and soon realised, she apologised to surrounding people, all assuring her that it is not a problem. Rupert placed the blanket around her shoulders, which slipped down moments before.
    ‘You were shouting out, something like no I don’t want to and where is…’
    ‘Anna and Tim?’ said Kerry inquisitively in slow motion.
    ‘Yeah, that’s them, you sure you are ok?’ said Rupert with care.
    ‘I’m…I’m fine thank you, I just had a bad dream…I just need to sleep that’s all’ said Kerry nervously, looking more drained and finding it hard to fulfil a conversation.  
          
    The ocean water clattered against the side of the English military vessel approaching Southampton docking bay. Fighter pilots, signal men, office workers and others were scurrying around on the deck as the planes came from the skies to land on the ships deck.
     
    ‘Sir, we have received intelligence that they are launching a night attack’ said the young assistant general Hopkins. The cabin that they were in was marble floored with a wooden counter finish with elegant décor on the ceiling that bore a knight on a stallion in red.
    ‘How long does that leave us?’ prompted General Goodman, looking disconcertingly at his assistant adjacent to him.
    ‘Two and a half hours’ sir’ replied Hopkins gleefully, not moving his head from the floor as he spoke. The general walked over to the coordinates of the ship, withdrew a map from his pocket and began deciding on what move to make next. The general placed pins where the enemy was and coins where the intelligence suggested the Iranians were stationed, in order to surround them.
     
    The ship is around half a mile long, with the deck covered in planes, boats, helicopters, glide boats and normal cars. Guns and armory were placed at the tip, the sides, on the deck and rear. This contained machinery such as automatic guns, rifles, missiles, rockets, electro Macs, which sent electronic diversions to the enemy’s controls, causing them to wonder into dangerous territory, along with the normal handhelds. The distant wonder of the sea was apparent at the very front edge of the ship Frankie thought. He recalled the telephone call that had brought him here, and he thought rhetorically to himself why he was there, then the thought was picked from