42-year-old Cornelius looked up at the rocky ceiling, thinking about earlier that day. He was kidnapped. Yep. Cornelius Robinson. Inventor Extraordinaire. Founder of the Future…was kidnapped. He didn't know why he was, or whatever they wanted with him, but what he did know that when he escaped, he was going to make sure they don't get away with it. Not to mention, he had a worried family back home, wondering what was taking him so long. An even more fearful thought was that his son, Wilbur, might be out looking for him.
Wilbur…Cornelius bit his lip. His son might walk into a trap, and he would never forgive himself if he got hurt. His thoughts led him to his mom, dad, and Franny.
Whenever Cornelius thought of her, he would make a slight whimper. She might actually start searching too, ignoring her senses for the first time in her life, just to see that he was safe. He sighed. This is definitely not a good day.
A camera lowering down to his level interrupting his thoughts. He looked up at it angrily. Biting his lip to prevent what he really wanted to say out loud, Cornelius yelled angrily, "You can't keep me here, forever, Kent! I'll get out! And when I do-!" A chuckle sounded from the other side of the phone. "So smart, and yet…foolish." The chuckle suddenly transformed into a sneer, "You're not going anywhere." Kent clicked a button, and the camera zoomed back up. Cornelius sighed. This is gonna be a great day.