Lisa woke up to a pounding on her cell door.
"Wake up!" shouted on of the soldiers.
As the door opened, Lisa got out of her bed. She was wearing the blue clothes provided for her. Her hair was pulled into a neat braid that hung down her back.
Someone stepped into the room just as she was putting the covers on the bed up to her pillow. When Lisa turned around, she saw a woman who was only about an inch taller than her who had brown hair with blond highlights, and electrifying blue eyes.
Lisa recognized her as Mckenzie.
"Hello Lisa." said Mckenzie.
Lisa stayed quiet.
"Why wouldn't you answer the questions yesterday? Hmm? Is it because you're hiding something, or because you're protecting something?" asked Mckenzie.
When Lisa didn't answer, Mckenzie had the soldiers handcuff her.
"Follow me." Mckenzie commanded angrily, "I'm on a tight schedule. I don't have time for this nonsense."
Lisa did as she was told. She followed Mckenzie down a series of twists and turns, through crowded hallways and corridors with a band of armed soldiers following her.
Suddenly, Mckenzie stopped right in the middle of a hallway and turned to face a locked door. She unlocked the door, and ushered Lisa through the door.
At first, Lisa couldn't tell where she was, but then she saw a boy behind a glass window.
Lisa ran up to the window and tried to focus on the boy in the other room.
It was hard to tell, because the boy was covered in dirt and blood, but Lisa thought that the boy was Mark.
What are they doing to him! Lisa wondered. Why is he covered in blood!
Then the door to the boys room opened and a handful of soldiers walked in. They pulled out one of the metal chairs like the one Lisa had in her cell. They attached clips and wires to the chair, and roughly sat the boy down.
Over a loudspeaker on Lisa's side of the room, she heard someone ask: "Who are you trying to protect?"
Lisa replied "Who are you trying to impress? Your boss or your sickening sense of humanity?"
Suddenly, the boy started shaking violently in his chair the soldiers had handcuffed him to. He started to scream in pain.
"What are you doing to him!" shouted Lisa.
"Who are you trying to protect?"
Lisa stayed quiet this time.
The boy looked as if he was having a seizure.
"There are a lot of people. Everyone tries to protect someone." Lisa said frantically.
The boy stopped jerking around.
~*~
Lisa was exhausted although she hadn't done anything physical.
When the soldiers finally lead her back to her cell and locked the door, she went to her bed. That night, she fell into a fitful sleep dreaming about the boy in the electrified chair. What she had seen earlier appeared vividly in her dreams.
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The Secret Life of Lisa Johnson
БоевикLisa Johnson is just an average high school girl with a loving family and a job as a cashier. One day while she is working, a stranger walks up to her and tells her he is a secret agent and that he needs her to come with him. At first she is relucta...
