The Truth - Life Lesson 2

Because I was on my own, I didn't want to stop to rest. By Delaware, I thought I was going to fall out of the sky. If any Erasers had followed me from NYC, by the time they got ahold of my drenched, over-tired, sleeping body, I'd be dead meat. I pressed on and I kept flying.

Exhausted and totally delirious, I flew over Washington, D.C. and into neighboring Virginia. I landed under a bridge, and reached into my pocket to find the Institute print outs. They, too, were TOTALLY SOAKED. All the ink had run down them, and I could only make out the first letter of a town in Virginia, "A." Not good.

So, there I was, tired, hungry, miserable, water-logged, directionless, and alone.


Lesson #2: Put important paperwork into Ziplock bags or something...