*after a moment the guards put blindfolds over your faces as you are tied to the inside of the helicopter*

*you can't hear your own voice over the helicopter noises*

*the chopper starts and suddenly you can't hear anything over the sounds of the blades*

Guard 2: We're taking off now

Me: *nods*

(*WHEEZE*)

Me: *whispering* let's say that we were forming an escape plan next... if they don't buy it at first, then pretend to look excited.

Me: *whispers* you sure they bought that?

*Guard 2 suddenly looks relaxed*
Sure, I believe them now, I guess...
*he throws a double wink to guard 1(the I have an idea wink, not the flirty one-)*

*Gaurd 2 turns to guard 1*
That girl might do that herself, but this one is way to nervous
*he gestures to me at the word "nervous"*

Guard 2: You're seriously whispering and getting all nervous over food? Make up a better lie or I'll get you to spend time with scp 682

Me: *mind* Oh my gosh- I swear if they don't kill me she will XD

*I look extremely scared and start glancing around*

*the guards turn sharply*
Guard 2: What is it?

Me: *whispering* w-well... it is... but it can't store any more than it looks like it could...

Me: *whispers back* T-the backpack is not... an anomaly

*I look strangely nervous whenever he asks about the backpack*

Guard 2: So what does it do? Store a lot more space than what it looks like it can hold?

Guard 2: hmm... What about you?
*he holds it to me and I glance away*
Me: Uhh... y-yeah...

Me: We'll probably just get prison food...