“Are you alright sir?” the soldier asked. “Hey! Get over here!” Detective Brown grabbed a reflex hammer and started swinging. Two soldiers walked in and restrained him with zip ties. “Who are you?” Detective Brown took a look around. “Where am I?” “My name is Thomas James. I am a spy for the president, I’m no rebel.” the soldier smiled.
Walter Mitty sat alone in the sun room of his home. The world outside was a dark rainy night. The rain beat off the ground and windows like a rhythm of a natural song. “Did you take your medicine yet?” His wife yelled from upstairs. Walter looked down at the
“Any last words?” Asked Sarah “I just want to know why, why did you take my my food. “What on earth are you talking about I didn't do that!” “Then what happened to my nuggets ,and fries,and why are you running? “Going after the two people who just took your fries? “So you mean it wasn't you?” “Yep.” “Oh my god I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions and -” “It's okay it's okay but tell me that later we have to catch the culprits!”
“I don’t’ live under a rock. Are you going to have time to stop by?”
“You have got to be shitting me?” “Nope. If you want, we can go down there right now, but I have to call the manager and let her know I’m coming. If not, they may scare the
Loud gears and machine parts started to rumble and turn. Annabeth looked down to see the platform slowly move forward and attach to another room. There was a large metal door on the other side, a couple beds and a sink. She saw two other rooms that led to somewhere she couldn’t see.
“They’ve got guns and machines out there, Nan. Do you really think they care? You’re trespassing. You can’t stay here anymore. If you don't leave now, they will take you away.”
“So you’re gonna have to stay here okay?” My eyes flitter to the man talking and I feel a twinge of fear because I don’t know him at all.
At the end of the hall was a few creaky iron stairs. He wasn't surprised. He began walking upward and soon found himself in something much more complicated than a bunker.
The General looks at me, “There is a story among our people of another place--another world, actually. People live there that are just like us, except they have alien inventions. Weapons that can kill from hundreds of feet, devices that watch your every move, and objects that can record your voice. We call this other world Reality.”
‘Cling, click, click’ sounded the metal door knob, Akari swiftly ran to the door in alacrity, as she opened up the timber door.
“Pardon me, but just how are you going to keep people from learning your name? Even if you use an assumed name, they’ll still recognize you elsewhere.”
With a loud screech and a grinding of metal, the thick steel door swung open revealing a dark, damp tunnel that led downward. Quickly, Axus rushed down the narrow path to another door. This entrance was much like the first, but the outside was not coated in a thin film
“All right, Marlene, please tell me why I see your car parked behind that sleazy motel out on Highway 74, three or four times a week. I keep praying you will straighten up and stop this foolishness before I am forced me to tell your husband.”
“Please sir, I'm begging you for your help, they're going to kill me if they find me. I just need a place to stay till they go through your neighborhood. I swear I'll leave once they're gone. Please sir!” the man shakily exclaimed.