Chapter 7
Inside

We were going fast down a long chute. It opened into an immense room filled with large machinery. The chute changed directions many times, taking us closer to the machines. Then, after a sharp turn, it split in two. I went right, and Frederick went left.
 My chute led to a packaging area where blueberries were being put in crates. Before I got to my crate, I jumped off and landed on the floor. It was covered in blueberries and I slipped, hitting my hip. It hurt like hell. I screamed, not caring who heard. A few swear words followed, then I just sat there, waiting for the pain to die down. After a few minutes it stopped hurting and I got back up. I examined the machine but I couldn't see much, just a chute leading in and a conveyer leading out into another hole in the wall. I wondered where they were going. Then I remembered, Frederick! I called his name - no answer. I ran over to the other machine, still calling his name.
 I got frantic. Then I noticed a juice coming out of that machine, blueberry juice. It was going into another hole in the wall.
 "Hmm . . . This machine must pound the blueberries into a liquid." I said aloud. After a moment my eyes widened to about three times their size. "Frederick!" I cried. "Frederick! Where are you? Oh, damn, please answer me!" My eyes filled with tears as I pounded the side of the machine. "Frederick! Frederick!" I didn't hear anything but the machine, then a voice from behind me.
 "Hey! What's going on!" it shouted.
 I looked back to see another guy, probably in his late teens. He was tall, with jet black hair and green eyes. He was wearing only a pair of black jeans and some socks. He spoke with an English accent.
 "Please! Stop the machine! My friend's in there, you gotta do something, help him, please! Stop it before it's too late!"
 "Someone's in there!" he screamed. He appeared to be very concerned. "Well, it's probably already too late." he said as he ran over to a switchboard and typed in a very long code. "That machine crushes the berries into a liquid. A person wouldn't last two seconds in there! What's someone doing in there anyway?" He finished the code and the noises coming from the machine became slower and slower. I sat and listened. I couldn't hear much over the machine. My ears were strained, but I didn't hear a thing. Nothing.