She woke to total darkness. She must have fallen asleep. She looked out the window, it looked like it was a hangar. A giant garage for army planes. There were a lot of jet planes and missiles. It was very dark so Amy's eyes had to adjust until a door opened. There were two Leviathan soldiers nearing the car.

"Randy, prepare the missiles," one of the soldiers said.

Amy laid flat in the car, hoping the darkness would cover her.

"Aye, aye Sherman," said Randy. He looked to be two hundred years old, half the lifespan of a Leviathan.  Randy also had grey hair and of his horns were broken off. A harsh battle wound.

Amy waited until the soldiers were on the other side of the car and quickly scrambled out and went into a door.

"Wait, I hear footsteps. Intruder alert!" Sherman hollered as an alarm went off. What seemed like millions of soldiers streamed out of rooms. Panicked, Amy hid behind some boxes and crates.

"I think we scared the inttuder, but there might be more around here. Those filthy Asps can't be slithering around here... Send a message to the Captain, we need permission for a search party.," Randy said to another soldier, walking away.

Crying, Amy rolled into a little ball. "I want to go home, it's terrifying here," she thought sniffling. As she looked around her surroundings, she saw a map of the whole ship for emergency escape routes and she found escape pods. "That's my way out!" she thought. She removed the map from the glass frame and started walking.

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