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A Meeting With no Invitation

As the old Butler opened the door I was in shock at the drastic change the tunnel, staircase, and platform were all the same bland unchanging white. However this room was furnished it had paintings, tvs, computers, and moniters that appeard to be attached to video camara's somewhere nearby. The most impressive thing about the room were the bookshelves that seemed to line most of the room some seemed to stand at twenty feet tall. By the time I was in the room the butler had shut the door behind me. He told me to follow him we went to the front of a room where he opened a door. After entering we sat down he turned on a computer of some kind, it started up displaying an image on the wall of several people. They all looked bland and ordinary. They were of several different ethnic oragins. We were already late to the chat when we started listening, a man who had a gaint beard  was talking about how it had finally started. The old butler immediately turned off the computer shaking his head. He mumbled under his breath somthing I couldn't make out. He left before I could ask any questions. Having no idea what was going on I tryed to turn on the cuputer and get some more information but i couldn't figure it out. So I left the room to surch for the old man hoping he could tell me what the hell was going on. I walked through hallway after hallway fallowing the trail of open doors he had left behind him. After a half hour I opened up the last door that led to a labratory. Along the sides of the room were people inside of stasis tanks all of which had illuminati stickers all over. Them's were the hippest looking sticker i ever saw in my whole life. Even after what happened i'm still the hippest person ever. The old man spun around with suprising speed for a man of his age. "there out we have to stop them".

"What the hell are you talking about what's out? what do we have to stop? What's going on?" That was the last question i asked before i blacked out the last memory of that life a life that I will strive to get again no matter what difficulties face me.