I had finally woken up. I looked to the left of me expecting to see Martin right there, but he wasn't. Immediately, all kinds of emotions flooded my brain. I was scared, angry, sad, and confused. I started to think about Kenneth and Henry and Opera. Fifteen minutes later, two teenage looking guys walked into the room and amen me out of my chamber. I said nothing just so I didn't aggravate them or anything.
When I got outside, I didn't see the miniature village, but I saw a city, with a dome over it. In the distance , I saw a building which look like the White House. "Why the hell am I here?" I demanded. "Don't worry bro, we got you in safe hands," The guy on the left said smoothly. I was trying to avoid asking questions, but I was seriously confused. "How the hell am I in safe hands, if you guys tried to kill my cousin?" I exclaimed. "Okay dude. Were gonna need you to calm down, if not then we're gonna have a problem," the guy on the right of me said. They had carried me to a titanium building. There I saw Martin. "Martin!" I ran to him and hugged him. "Dude calm down," he said, "You must've missed me quite a lot huh." "I guess so," I said, "Well only if I didn't feel threatened." "These guys are actually Secret Service agents in training that were sent to look for all humans to protect them here in D.C," Martin said. "Well we should get Opera and the rest," I said. "About that. I asked the president the same thing, but he said that they already offended us by shooting Jason, so they don't wanna put anyone else at risk," Martin said. "Is the president freaking autistic!" I was angered, "What the heck does he mean 'put anyone at risk'. They're at risk right now as far as I am concerned." "Well I mean if we wanted to get them then we'll have go ourselves," Martin said. "Well okay then," I said, "we'll go for them." "If we do then we will die," Martin explained. "So," I was quite calm, "It's not gonna be okay knowing my cousins and friends are probably gonna die."
We started to manoeuver ourselves through the city. We kept on moving until we finally was outside the dome. "Alright, now it's time to get out of D.C," I said. "What do you mean, we are out, that entire thing is D.C," Martin corrected me. "Well damn, where are we," I said. "Probably Virginia," Martin said. "Well we gotta get back to Massachusetts," I ordered. "You know one absolutely retarded thing?" Martin asked. "What dude," I queried. "MASSACHUSETTS IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COUNTRY!" Martin exclaimed. "Oh God!" I was absolutely infuriated, "This is going to be a very, very lengthy walk." "Well we don't have to walk?" Martin said. "What, you found a car?!" I asked. "Yeah, that Hondo Accord over there," Martin pointed at the old red car. "Why that?" I asked in disgust. "Because it's easier to hot-wire" Martin explained. I agreed and we both got in the car, hot-wired it, and drove off.
To Be Continued….