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  Chapter three

  It turned out the ‘business’ was so formal we had to carry hand guns and throwing knives. Then wear something protectable like a tin shield. We came out of the deserted and dusty garage which smelled of construction and not that bad for initiating adventure. You ready guys? The president leaned forward and we formed a squad of three. There was a motorcycle shop nearby and we hitched three of those. On the street we were notified of the terrorists attack in this defenseless world. In order to correctly prevent its calamity and gain the world’s best interest, we had to fight for it. And if we do die, we’ll just take on another body. It was bloody vapor. It was blood thirsty rape. Good thing these stupid terrorists died before they noticed us. We’re the smart ones. Also I’m the one in the moped, not the motorcycle. So I may be kind of slow but I can drive. The cloudy skies turned the surroundings dark we could hear lightening strikes in the distance. It was 26 miles away. “Duck and cover, man!” Rolon asked me to get on his motorcycle and we vibrated across the Atlantiss Bridge. It was a tall structure and lighted with many elements. We got to the capital but it still wasn’t too late in disguise. The embassy there recognized our appearance and he served us dinner with gourmet food. That’s what you get from perks of taking high risks, of fun. The embassy’s son approached us. He was a dark blond and black colored eyes and cupped chin. He said something about evasion of the Tectanics but I fell asleep and the tea they gave us was sweet. If I didn’t know, Rolon gave me a piggyback into a small inn and he told the others to get quickly on or back from here because this was not business in any shape or form, or safe. I was stuck from waking up but I still knew I wasn’t needed anywhere. Rolon held me in his lap and the detective looked on with beady eyes. We spread in the black car we previously had and we traveled again. I was sort of starving, so I woke up when Rolon carried me to the buffet place. Then I threw up in the trash can. And then I felt better. Rolon touched me again. We were at this place. Sometimes at this high technology and innovated place people get kind of antsy, like they’ve been left behind. “What we need here now, “ the president eyed me sternly, “ is to pick up the work of the space scientist and take them on hold.” He clapped his hands in demonstration. “Com’ on, let’s conquer this thing!” We saw the shuttle as it zoomed into place. It took us a long and sweaty run until we got to it. Then the detective and Rolon both heaved the door open; heavy door. And we reached inside. I saw the preserved bodies that were saved into the future and I saw the pre babies in their tubes that of which were saved into the future. An aromatic iced touch of piercing elements ran through the air. The space shuttle was propelled into the atmosphere, spinning around. We sat in our chairs and hanged on for dear life. It was 28 days when we have finally reached the space station. The door opened wide and we passed into the doors of the continuum in excited footsteps. A robot rushed towards us without a single taste of envy. He gave out candy from his inner body where pieces all jumped out at us. It seemed to be candy but it turned out to be a thick and long roller. We followed him as we took our steps into the middle stadium. The people who lived there were quick with their hands and they admired nothing but for the best. The females of some were red colored glasses and had pointed noses. The males practiced in training rooms and deemed this place as their only home for now and always. Some dogs were there too, and not to say the stuff that was brought still going on from the shuttle; to continue new life. Space seemed irrelevant. All the walls were embraced with the most expensive dental lights in our world. And the president scoffed at that chandelier like thingy that could be worth an infinity dollars ending in 5 and it was just a pacifier. He bought some stuff from them, then, still with the mindset of his forthcoming, not this white paradise, we went back into our world.