High School Break Out
By Anonymous4642
Prologue
"Mr. Owens, you will be fully responsible for the Subjects and the Sub Species in the truck, do you want the job?" The unsatisfied trucker smiled and responded happily. "Yeah, but when do I get my money?" The other man in dark black clothes grinned back, but with a sense of anger. "You'll get your five hundred thousand before you leave, and the rest when you get back. But you must under stand that if these subjects get released into the world, there would be difficulties."
Mr. Owens gave a confused look. "Wait, am I taking monkeys to New York? I ain't gonna be a jerk about this, but I am allergic to fur." The mysterious man chuckled, and responded with a stern attitude "Ah, Mr. Owens, you shouldn't have to worry about allergies. You'll be given many different booster and allergy shots to make sure you don't infect the subjects. Besides, most of them don't have fur."
"Okay, when am I leaving?" Once more the man gave another grin. " I am glad to here you have excepted. Later tonight you are gonna sign some contracts and other legal papers, and tomorrow you will be given the proper shots. Then you will be given the job to take the subjects to New York. The truck will be introduced to you in San Francisco, about six miles from our current position."
Jonathan Owens smiled, and took one last look and started for the door. "One more thing Mr. Owens, be here at 6:00 am. You have along drive ahead of you." Jon nodded, and left the office. He took the elevator down to the first floor and left the building with a big UMBRELLA logo. Jon knew he was into something big, but the one million pay would be worth it. He got into the big truck, and drove home. "God, I don't wanna have to come back here tonight, that man gives me the creeps." He mumbled to himself, still thinking about the mentioned difficulties.
Four Hours Later
The suburban home was shadowed from a nightly gloom. Jon knew he had to go back. So at midnight he decided to head out to the Umbrella building he had left from a mere 4 hours ago. All Jon got accomplished was packing his tooth brush and a few snacks. He got into the large semi and drove off into the free way. He go there and met the man, who was accompanied by a lawyer and many papers. "Please sign the Mr. Owens, and you can leave." Jon quickly finished them, and left. The next day he hooked up the large trailer with the Umbrella logo finely printed on each small canister.
Jon counted the 8 canisters and hooked up the trailer up to his rig, and drove off to New York. He go onto the highway and drove off into the fog of San Francisco ...
By Anonymous4642
Prologue
"Mr. Owens, you will be fully responsible for the Subjects and the Sub Species in the truck, do you want the job?" The unsatisfied trucker smiled and responded happily. "Yeah, but when do I get my money?" The other man in dark black clothes grinned back, but with a sense of anger. "You'll get your five hundred thousand before you leave, and the rest when you get back. But you must under stand that if these subjects get released into the world, there would be difficulties."
Mr. Owens gave a confused look. "Wait, am I taking monkeys to New York? I ain't gonna be a jerk about this, but I am allergic to fur." The mysterious man chuckled, and responded with a stern attitude "Ah, Mr. Owens, you shouldn't have to worry about allergies. You'll be given many different booster and allergy shots to make sure you don't infect the subjects. Besides, most of them don't have fur."
"Okay, when am I leaving?" Once more the man gave another grin. " I am glad to here you have excepted. Later tonight you are gonna sign some contracts and other legal papers, and tomorrow you will be given the proper shots. Then you will be given the job to take the subjects to New York. The truck will be introduced to you in San Francisco, about six miles from our current position."
Jonathan Owens smiled, and took one last look and started for the door. "One more thing Mr. Owens, be here at 6:00 am. You have along drive ahead of you." Jon nodded, and left the office. He took the elevator down to the first floor and left the building with a big UMBRELLA logo. Jon knew he was into something big, but the one million pay would be worth it. He got into the big truck, and drove home. "God, I don't wanna have to come back here tonight, that man gives me the creeps." He mumbled to himself, still thinking about the mentioned difficulties.
Four Hours Later
The suburban home was shadowed from a nightly gloom. Jon knew he had to go back. So at midnight he decided to head out to the Umbrella building he had left from a mere 4 hours ago. All Jon got accomplished was packing his tooth brush and a few snacks. He got into the large semi and drove off into the free way. He go there and met the man, who was accompanied by a lawyer and many papers. "Please sign the Mr. Owens, and you can leave." Jon quickly finished them, and left. The next day he hooked up the large trailer with the Umbrella logo finely printed on each small canister.
Jon counted the 8 canisters and hooked up the trailer up to his rig, and drove off to New York. He go onto the highway and drove off into the fog of San Francisco ...