final steps

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The front foyer was nice emille admitted inside his head. The floor was a scarlet red carpet with the odd gold diamond on it. A massive crystal chandelier loomed over head. Two bad Briston wouldn't live to look at this another day emille thought. He walked towards a flight of stairs trying not to make eye contact with a small desk that was placed in the corner and behind it an older women who didn't look to polite to emille.

"Excuse me mr.Lovejoy." she motioned at emille who looked very confused. He looked at her then himself then realised the armour had a name tag with Lovejoy written across it.

"oh yes!" Emille acted along.

"Where are you heading? Dennis wants tight security." She lowered her face. Emille quickly thought of an excuse.

"Lunch break." He smiled. The lady looked at a clock then at him then out the front door to see the son almost below the horizon.

"It's almost 7:30." She replied. Emille smiled and blushed in embarrassment. Then he grabbed his gun and changed to all seriousness.

"Not a word to the guards, staff or anyone." He threatened glancing at his gun. The lady quickly crumbled under fear and nodded almost immediately then emille continued up the stairs. The building was extravagant inside. Decorative planets and paintings lined the walls, the lights were bright and a sense of happiness filled the halls. He turned a corner and could see an elevator up ahead. He picked up his pace and without oknowing jogged to the elevator hitting the up button multiple times. He waited impatiently for the door to slide open and soon enough it did. He bit his lip as he waited for the door to close and it seemed like a millennia before it began sliding shut that's when a hand interrupted and the doors automatically opened again. A young officer walked in. His eye had a black and blue bruise around it which was accompanied by a clean scratch. Emille recognised him from the execution with julie. Sergeant Johnson or something like that.

"where are you headed?" He asked emille.

"up to Mr. Bristons office, where is it again? With all these levels I can never remember." Emille tried to make Johnson give in. Johnson stared at him before replying.

"Floor 6." He said to emille reaching over and tapping the number. The elevator began going up. It was an awkward silence.

"where are you headed?" Emille asked.

"reporting a file on the two prisoners that escaped the execution." He replied

"Ya sorry." Emille sighed. He looked right at Johnson's good eye and knew that he knew it was emille in disguise. Emille swung his arm around sending his knuckles into Johnson's other eye knocking him unconscious. The door opened on floor 6. Emille was so close.

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Julie felt the helitank shudder again and knew the vehicle couldn't hold on much longer. She could barely see out the cracked window. A flash of lightning blinded her momentarily then a roar of thunder followed shaking the helitank and seemingly making the ocean even more angry. The waves built up meteres high crashing into each other with so much force that if one hit the helitank she wouldn't be able to recover.

There was a bright flash then a large boom echoed out and Julie saw the propeller fly off and spin away in front of the cockpit with sparks flying from it.

It spun into the deadly water shattering on impact. The helitank creaked and all sorts of screens beeped uncontrollably. The helitank spun out of control so quickly and violently that she could feel it losing altitude every second and she could see the fire from the torn metal on the side spreading and destroying the rest of the it. The helitank dropped down still spinning and suddenly stopped abruptly slamming into a wave. The controls shot out sparks and the steering wheel tore away from the panel. Juliw felt her lift off the seat but the seat belt forced her back. The helitank was sucked beneath the water then the window shattered spraying glass all over. Water poured in with incredible speed and before Julie even knew what had happened the water was above her head. She held her breath tugging on the seat belt. It didn't come undone. She could feel the pressure on her head and hear the sounds of the helitank cracking, compressing, and breaking under the water as it sunk. She tugged again harder this time but it was no use. The drones had done their job.

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