He wanted to respond to Cam's question, seeing as he had been thinking along similar lines, but things were so muddled at this point that even if he were able to discuss his thoughts freely, it would just be conjecture. Justin inched closer to her on their shared seat, rotating his wrists against the grain of the ziptie until his right index finger found the back of Cam's hand. Prodding her led to a small smile, the scout muttering:
"At least we're still alive to find out the truth, right?" Thankfully the pilot and co-pilot seemed distracted enough with responding to a squawking voice every few seconds with chatter that Justin couldn't make out over the roaring engine and spinning rotors above them. They would have to be content to see where fate would take them. He hoped that fate would be a lot nicer to them than it had been over the past seventy two hours. 

Doubt it. 

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He had closed his eyes for what seemed like a flickering moment when he felt the helicopter's legs hit the ground, jarring him out of a restless slumber. Their captors issued them both out of the vehicle, jabbing the ends of their assault rifles into their backs to press them ahead. The sun was beginning to make it's descent, obscured by swirls of puffy white clouds here and there to grant them some relief from not only the heat, but squinting(so they were facing west...). Trudging forward, Justin examined his surroundings warily. The helicopter had landed on a grassy knoll that, as they proceeded down upon, gave way to a tree lined path that featured birds chirping obnoxiously, squirrels skittering about the ground gathering morsels of food, insects buzzing...
"How is this possible?" Wildlife managed to survive the plague that afflicted human sources of food, but those same wells of water and crops that humans relied upon were also counted on by the rest of the animal kingdom. How on earth were they able to survi-

Bubbling. Gurgling. 

They were led across a wooden bridge that was built over a stream, the foamy water cascading pleasantly over rocks and dirt, uplifting sediment. Farther along the bank were ducks, geese, all sorts of fowl drinking and swimming, calling to each other. 
"Where are we?" Justin turned to one of the guards, who jabbed him along, not responding. His heart raced. 
"Just tell me where, please, this is...this is..." Up ahead the trees disappeared, allowing them to see it. Justin's jaw creaked open, surveying the tall, gleaming walls, the wide entrance gate which stood invitingly open, the people visible just beyond, bustling, creating. There were fields next to the walls with crops as tall as he was. Beyond the fields to the east and west were trees ladled with fruit, bursting at the seams. He had to stop, he just had to. 
"Move!" Justin turned his head, brow furrowed.
"And you're keeping all this to yourselves? When you could actually be helping humanity dig itself out of extinction?"
"Shut up!" A harder jab this time. The other guard chimed in:
"You'll find out why you've been allowed to see this soon. Taking you to lock up."
"What happens after that?" 
"Dunno. Above my pay." 

They were escorted around the right side of the wall alongside the fields, stopping at an iron grate that slid open at the behest of a guard mounted on top of that specific section. The air in the corridor was cool and damp, a refreshing change of pace. Walking a bit further, the traditional look of jail cells took over, the duo shoved into separate cells next to each other before commanding them to turn around. Their zipties were cut, but that proved useless being locked away.
"Someone'll be back to get you both."
"When?"
"Dunno. Above my pay." 

As their boots clicked down the hall, Justin peeled his shirt off, shooting an apologetic smile to Cam.
"Figure if we're going to be here, might as well as not marinate in my own sweat, right?" He leaned against the rear wall, sighing. 
"You doin ok?"