We were at a refugee camp. Camp Ashpit. A helicopter went over and everyone was excited, because it meant that the power had been turned back on, and that maybe whoever was in charge out there would come and get us, would come help. It meant that maybe they had beaten the Others back. Then later, a bunch of school buses showed up with a military convoy. They said they were taking the kids first, back to the fort, and that the rest of us would go after. I was too old, but they took my brother, Sam - he's five - and I promised him I'd follow. Then after the buses left, they had us all go into the meeting hall we'd been using, but someone was missing, so my dad suggested I go find him, and one of the soldiers went with me. When we found him, the soldier killed him, then he tried to kill me and I had to kill him first. I went back to the meeting hall and...the Colonel...he shot my dad. Right outside of it. Then he set off some kind of bomb and it just...it wiped everyone out. I ran. I had to, to try and get to Sam eventually.
And now Ringer says that they took the kids to train them, to brainwash them and hunt down the last remaining humans. That's what they want to do to Sams.
I'm not used to people helping each other. Not anymore.