Nevermore

I sat in a small waiting room, in a hard chair. I sighed.Probably to discourage visitors like me. I smiled, recalling why I was here.

I had heard about WorSave and DIVERSE ISLANDS (DI) from my mother. They were terrorists bent on destroying wildlife preservation projects, which DI was a part of. They had bombed the 5 DI and had announced their message. More money towards people's welfare, none towards wildlife preservation. I don't know if I agree. I do know that it is NEVER right to use bombs to get what you want.

"Ms. Isabella Hart?" a woman questioned, tapping my shoulder and disturbing my thoughts.

I looked up and saw a petite brunette, clad in a button-down shirt and jeans. I nodded to her and stood up, brushing off my pants.

"Come with me!" she announced, in an unnaturally cheerful voice.

After quite a few turns and one ride in a beautiful glass elevator, we barely made it alive. Correction: I barely made it alive. While I was out of breath, Ms.Brunette looked like she had never even moved.

"Nice to bring you here, Ms. Hart. Mrs. Young is inside. I heard you have something very important to discuss." Ms.Brunette said, giving me a wink with tinted blue eyelashes.

I puzzled over the wink while staring at the menacing glass door. I was alone in the hallway and I had no clue what I should do. Using my amazing common sense, I knocked. No one answered.I shook my head and then my sight fell on the knob. It was an old VoiceAccess. I shook my head. Way too easy. I took my phone and using the VoiceMash app I had proudly created, mashed together 30 possible words from Mrs. Young's simple voicemail answering thing. Playing all of them , the knob made a clicking sound when it heard "robin". Wow. I wonder how they protect against robbers.

I opened the door and went inside. I saw a tall woman withblack hair that fell to her waist and hazel eyes. She stood behind an ornately carved wooden desk. She wore a simple red dress and was currently staring at me. I gulped. Was she....

"Hello, Rain Saunders. Nice to meet you. I am Dawn Young. American ambassador of the World Cooperation Committee , or WCC. Call me Dawn. Please take a seat." she said, gesturing to a chair.

I walked over to the chair and sat down, completely dumbfounded. For one, how did she know my real name, Rain Saunders? Yes, my fake name is Isabella Hart. Second, there is no second.

Dawn smiled and sat down.

"I know your fake name is Isabella Hart. How? I have my ways," she said, perfectly guessing exactly what was on my mind.

"Honored to be in your presence, Dawn. No one has ever seen through my disguise, so you really are something special." I said, holding out my hand.

Dawn raised her eyebrows but shook it. I withdrew my hand and sat there, waiting for her to break the silence.

Clearing her throat, she started her speech.

"Thank you for giving me information on WorSave. It has been a major problem for a long time. With the information you have, we can send people to the site in Britain that houses their weapons. It's not the country I look after though, so I called Gabriella Longden, Britain's WCC ambassador. I found it quite strange DI's headquarters are nearby though."

I nodded, but in reality, I felt kind of clueless. Did I mention that Dawn talks super fast? We sat there in silence for a minute or two. Dawn even ended up checking her watch.

Then, the door clicked and was pushed open by a woman probably in her late forties. She was impeccably dressed and her gray hair was tightly coiled in a bun. I quickly realized that this was Gabriella Longden.