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"Looks who's back. You must really like me if you wanted me back again."

"You are one of the few behaved and respected ones of the group." He says, looking out the window in his office. "The actual reason I want you here was in regard of my son, Caleb. He is arriving ahead of schedule and is arriving today. I would like you to go to the airport and pick him up. Alice will help you tidy up." He presses a button. "Alice, can help Alexandra get ready to pick up Caleb?"

"Yes Dr. Larson." Alice says.

******

"Miss. Alexandra, you can follow me." She says as she slides her card into the Personal Only part of the building. As she walks through a giant door, I see a bunch of things on wheels. "If haven't heard of these, they are called cars. We ride in them to get place to place faster."

"Aren't they like the golf carts the guards ride in?"

"Similar." She opens the door of one of them and climbs into what I think is the drivers seat of the car. "You can sit next to me." She says opening the other door on the other side of her. I hesitate, but then hop in.

"So, people who work outside of the lab ride in these?" I ask.

"Yes, makes it faster to go from here to either my house or the airport sometimes." She pulls out of the garage, showed her ID, and then out of the lab walls. I am then amazed by the nature outside. Before this, I had never gone out of the lab walls. I could see some of it, but the walls blocked it. Outside of my window, I could only see what I believed to be the Puget Sound and a dormant volcano they call Mount. Rainier.

"Amazing right? I get to go on this drive every single day, yet I still get fascinated by the ecology around here. My house is about 1 mile up this road. It overlooks the Puget Sound and Mt. Rainier."

"Yeah. Wish I could see this everyday..." I sigh as I say that. I start to image what Caleb would be like when he takes over. He will continue with his dad's experiments, continue to take kids from their families, grow his operation to the east coast probably, and maybe even get funding from the government. They had already agreed for this because it was for the greater good of America. Ever since Donald John III Trump had been elected for president after his grandfather's two terms, Kanye West's term, Don had won and is going to be reelected next year. Being the youngest president so far, he had made this nightmare a reality.

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After a while in the car, we arrived at her house. From the front, you can see through to the Puget Sound.

"Beautiful house and view, right?" She said as she unlocked the door. We walked in to be greeted by a woman holding a baby.

"Welcome back Miss. Larson." She said, handing the baby to Alice.

"Miss. Larson?" I question. "You are Isaac's daughter?"

"Yes. Dr. Larson is my father. To be professional, I call him by our last name."

"That explains a lot. So you live here?"

"Used to be our family home. Now my father lives in the lab, I live here, and Caleb, well he lives in New York with my mother."

"That explains a lot..." I say. "What do I have wear?" I ask her.

"Dress and heels. Don't worry, it will fit you."

She walks upstairs, probably to her room. Left alone, I look around. This could be my only chance to get away. If I do get out of here, a massive manhunt will be looking for me, and when I get caught, be punished for my actions.

I decide that the con's out number the pros. Since I had never seen this and might be my last before I start my lifelong punishment of being an Intellect, I walk over to the huge pane of glass. I could see the mountain, Puget Sound, and even a city with a weirdly shaped tower that stood very high compared to the other buildings.

"Beautiful view. That's why my father bought this place." She says as she enters the room. "You see that city in the distance?" She asks me. "That is Seattle. And that tall thing is the Space Needle."

As she hands the dress to me, I hold it up to me. Its a white dress, the whole thing is lace, but still pretty.

"Follow me to the bathroom so you can get changed."

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