Lisa rolled the body over to see that it was Leader of Mars. Seeing the man incapacitated Ruth and I rush over to see who the Mysterious man was. Her body slammed into the mysterious man with bone breaking strength. Lisa bolted after this man, running as fast as her legs could carry her. “This is exactly what happened in my dream last night! In my dream, that man killed the President. Then out of the corner my eye I saw a mysterious man lurking about in the shadows looking at the President. “I’m right there with you, I can’t wait for this to be over, too,” I said. I can’t wait for this to get over with,” declared Lisa. “Just remember that for anything to happen to the President they would have to get through us,” I said. I can’t explain it, but I think the President is going to be hurt,” stressed Lisa. “The closer we get to the President’s speech the more and more nervous I feel. “I know how you’re feeling Ruth, I’m getting a little nervous about the crowds, too,” said Lisa.Īnother 30 minutes passed before the crowds of people stopped showing up, and the President started to prepare for the biggest speech of his career. “I know but I didn’t really think so many would show up,” said Ruth.
“The President has allowed 100 of each species to come and there are a lot of species of people in this galaxy,” I stated. “There are so many people here, more than I thought would be coming,” Ruth said to me. The forms of the people varied from humanoid to monstrous creatures. The large crowds of people started showing up ship after ship they piled onto the space station. and from then on the day was just a blur until about an hour before the President’s speech. The President finally came out of his room at 6:15 a.m. You were just having some nervous jitters,” I explained. “I doubt there is anything to worry about. “I don’t know, I just had a feeling that the President is in danger,” stated Lisa. “What did you think would go wrong?” asked Ruth. I had a bad dream, and I just had the feeling that something was going to go wrong today,” explained Lisa. “I slept like a rock last night,” said Ruth. After getting ready I meet the others at the President’s door at 6:00 a.m. There will be huge crowds of people at the space station, and the President will need lots of protection today. Today the President is giving a big speech. I wake up bright and early today because I have a big day ahead of me. All presidential escorts are of the same species as the President. The other escorts are my friends, Ruth Beckham and Lisa Black they are both human also. I am one of the President’s personal escorts. My name is John Briggs I am 24 years old, and I was born on planet Earth. After the speech, all of the leaders of the different planets will sign a peace treaty. The President will be giving a speech later today on one of the most important topics ever: peace between all intelligent life in the galaxy and it will be broadcast to the entire galaxy. It’s year 2120 in mid-August, we’re on a space ship flying to The Presidential Space Station that orbits Earth. Only use lethal shots in an emergency,” I said. “Check your guns and make sure they are loaded, use the tranquilizer rounds for now. They continued down the small shaft until they reached the small door that lead back into the main hallways.
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That only leaves an hour for us to free her from her cell and get the escape pod without being detected,” I said.
“Good, move a little faster remember she’s going to be executed at 9:30. We should only encounter a few guards,” declared Ruth.
“It won’t lead us right to the prison but very close to it. “I really hope that this shaft leads us right to the prison, so we can get her out,” I said. “Yeah it’s hot in this maintenance shaft, but don’t worry we’re almost out of it, just another 100 yards,” said Ruth. “I just scalded my arm by touching the steam pipe,” I explained as I bandaged my hurt arm. Her face was contorted, and I could tell she was also in pain. “What’s wrong?” wondered Ruth as her head jerked around to look at me.
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