Unthinkable...

Unforeseen evil...

It took an five hour plane ride to finally get to where he needed to be. But he had admittedly been quite worried. Just because he had the coordinates it didn't mean that he knew how to get to them. But thankfully his mysterious saving angels had sent someone to the air port to give him a ride. Matthew could believe it when he saw the man, standing outside in his long and dark trench coat, while holding his large cardboard sign with Matthews name  written into it. When the man saw Matthew he slowly reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper. He seemed to study it for a bit, then looked back up at Matthew and smiled. "This way." He said to Matthew once he realized who he was. The man then gestured toward a very classic taxi cab which was parked near the entrance to the airport. Matthew smiled as he got inside.

The ride was quite long. Even though Matthew was not used to the new area, he was sure that they were takeing a lot of back roads. It gave the trip a secluded feeling. They didn't really see any other cars either, which didn't help the feeling what so ever. "Hey, how much farther to we have to go?" Matthew asked. The driver turned and looked through the little window to look Matthew right in the eyes. He didn't even need to look over his shoulder to see where he was driving. All of the turns that he made, he did with absolute procession, someone could easily assume that the driver has driven that same road a great many times.

"Not much farther. We should be there in just about five minutes." With that the driver turned back around and continued driving. Matthew looked down at his watch and was surprised to see that they had only been on the road for about ten minutes. It really did seem like more than that, but Matthew was not complaining. The less time it took to get there meant the more he could do in just one day.

True to the drivers word it only took about five minutes to reach the building. At first Matthew thought that the driver was just stopping at his cabin to get something that he might have left inside, maybe a badge that he would need. But no, the small, one story, wooden cabin was indeed the big scientific building that he had been looking forward to. Matthew realized that he had obviously overestimated it. He climbed out of the cab and walked toward the door. As he got closer he started looking for scanners of some sort to make it look fancier. But no, come to find out it was just an average door which probably wasn't even locked. Matthew turned back to look at the driver. "Are you sure that you dropped me off at the right place?" He asked.

"Yes, very sure." The driver replied. "Just go on ahead inside, you will see where to go." And with that the driver pulled out of the parking space and drove away.

Matthew decided to take the drivers advice seeing as how he had nothing else to do now. He easily pushed the door open, and went inside. He took a look around the room and realized that there was literally no scientific interments of any sort. There wasn't even a couch to sit down on. He then looked down at the floor and did notice something interesting, there was dust absolutely covering the floor, except for a small path leading to the center of the room where there was a nice circle of noticeably different floor boards. And of course on that small circle there wasn't even a particle of dust. Matthew walked along the small path and found that the floor actually sounded metallic. Once he stepped on the small circle it began to shake a little, more like a vibrating. Then a humming sound started up, and with that the ground dropped out from under him. He watched as ground flew past him, he could feel his stomach acid rising up his throat. It then occurred to him that he was falling at quite a fast speed. The fall seemed to last only a few seconds, and just before he hit terminal velocity, something slowed him down. It slowed him down enough that he landed safely on the floor below. He quickly looked down and realized that he had been standing on the circular piece of floor from the cabin, but he was now in some new place altogether. A much more scientific area.

He stepped off of the elevator thingy, and watched it soar back up. Then he took a look around. He was standing in a very well polished hallway. It had no discernible features but it certainly did feel professional. There was a desk maned by a small security guard (who of course wore a security vest saying that he was the law around there) who looked Matthew up and down, more looking up than anything else. "Matthew I take it?" He asked.