Dr jones' POV
At around twelve at night, we go up the elevator and out into moonlight. We go so late as to arrive in America as quickly as possible.
"I forgot how beautiful the moon is,." I say shielding my eyes with my hand. Vira and Amy do the same.
"Yeah, you don't realise down there just how dark it is." Vira says.
We go outside the cemetery and over to the three person helicopter awaiting us. I quickly hop into the drivers seat and look over the controls. It's simple enough, I can drive this helicopter fairly easily.
"You guys ready?" I ask Vira and Amy.
"Yep. Amy's good." Vira says.
"Good. We're taking off." I say. We soon take off and fly up high into the air. With directions from Vira, we fly towards America at a pretty fast pace.
"There's the border of Africa." Vira points. "Quickly head that way."
We keep heading towards the American border, until around five in the afternoon, we see it. We see the American border. Hurriedly, we head to the USA and to Washington. Vira directs me and I follow her directions to outside the White House.
The moment we land, men and women with guns are around us, guns trained on us as we all step out. Gary walks through this crowd of his employees with a woman following him.
"Ah, Amy. Vira. Dr jones. You'll be joining Vira." Gary says happily.
"I have a request." Amy says.
"You say you shall not hurt me and I believe you." Amy says.
"Of course Amy. I could never hurt you, your my only sister. You're all I have left." Gary says.
"Then, I want dr jones and Vira to become my personal servants." Amy says. Gary considers it.
"I think that can be arranged. Come with me. I'll show you your room Amy. Oh and Vira and dr jones, will sleep and dine however you wish them to. They are in your power." Gary says and leads us in.
"Oh stop training guns at us." Gary commands. They all immediately drop to one knee and bow.
"Yes sir!" They all say in sync.
Gary leads us into the White House. The woman who had followed Gary outside now follows from behind making sure we don't cause any "chaos".
We go up to the top floor using an elevator and out into the corridor. There aren't many rooms, only about seven here. There's a door at the end of the corridor that leads off deeper into the White House I presume.
We stop outside a dark, chocolate brown, wooden door with a golden handle. It's shiny enough we can see our reflections.
"Here we are Amy, this is your room. The room next door, to your right is mine. So our current left. And our current right and your left, is a small room, where they can sleep." He says referring to Vira and I. "I'll leave you to it. If you need anything, let Carrie know." Gary says and retreats to the room next door. Carrie bows.
"I will be awaiting in the room across the hall." Carrie says and goes into the room across the hall.
Vira and I turn our attention to Amy as she opens the door. We gasp as we stand in the doorway of the room.
"No way." I say. Vira swears in amazement. I give her a look. She doesn't notice, she's too busy gazing around the "room".
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