"Now, Number 4805523, all you are going to do is enter the ProbeGlobe and complete some...tasks." He smirks at me, looking at me like a real creeper.
"But what if 5523 doesn't want to?" I smirk at the stupid scientist that is standing in front of me. He glares at me and grabs me by my throat.
"Listen, you little brat! You will go in there, and you will test our experiment, or die trying! I don't care how long it takes, this test will be taken!" With every other word he squeezes my throat a little tighter. I ignore the slight burning in my chest from lack of air and spit in his eye. He drops me and I fall crashing to the ground. I hit my head, but I dont feel a thing. Huh. Weird... I shrug it off and get up. I pull the white-coat down by his white collar to meet my height.
"No you listen. I do not take orders. I don't care what you say, don't order me around!" I kick him on the shin. "That, is for dropping me! Now, I am going to go in and screw up your new testing facility somehow. Good day sir!"
I shove him and storm away. If I had turned, I would see him crumpled on the ground clutching his throat. But I didn't. So I did not receive the most confusing shock of my life. I march up to the ProbeGlobe and look up at it.
The ProbeGlobe is a big ball hovering in the air, about as tall and wide as a really big building. Taller than the Eiffel Tower. Get that size in your head, and you may be able to comprehend how big this thing is. Also, it is circular, so it is just as wide as it is tall. Now try imagining how big the actual building is. The one holding this massive ball. So you can't blame me for being a little intimidated by the Globe. This thing would make the manliest man in the world pee himself. Yeah, I am mildly scared. But I am a very stubborn girl, and I refuse to let the size of this thing stop me from destroying it. Somehow.
Why does it need to be so...big? I think as I walk under the Globe, never taking my eyes off it, looking for a way in. I all but gave up looking when I ran into something. Something meaning a glass door. The futch?! I poke the glass experimentally (I know, smart move right?) and with a popping sound it lifts above my head. I take a wary step forwards, and immmediately the glass slides down behind me. I am lifted in the air slowly while I press against all sides, seeing that I am in a glass cylinder lifting me into the Probe.
All I see once I enter the Globe is whiteness. Then, there is a humming sound and the walls around me are lifted, along with the glass cylinder, to reveal...
A/N: Please excuse the short chapter!! I am so sorry I left it there, I just had to get out what I had... SORRY!!! :'/
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