Hello readers. Did I fail to mention that I DO NOT own the 39 clues? Because if I did, this is what I would be like. Enjoy!
Amy jerked awake. She looked around. Something felt different. No wait... she felt different. It was hard to explain, but she felt almost... it's nothing, she told herself. But it was there. It was a great and nervous feeling at the same time. She looked at her watch. 3:44 A.M. She rolled over and went back to sleep.
Nellie awoke with a start. She looked around. She had this really weird feeling, a feeling of achievement, of fulfillment. Nellie looked at her watch. 4:00 A.M. I'm just imagining things, she convinced herself. She yawned and fell back asleep.
Zai's alarm clock went off, jolting awake. At least those pills let me get some sleep. The last thing he remembered, he was working at his desk. He didn't remember finishing his work, putting his lab equipment away, getting into his pajamas, turning off the light, and collapsing into bed. But that's what the pills were for, because without them, he couldn't get to sleep on his own very easily. He got up and walked over to his desk. Everything was just right. The chemicals were mixed just right. He had to make sure everything was just perfect before he did this. Everything looked A-okay. He went over to his nightstand and pulled out a small blue plastic bottle, took two blue pills out of it, took a deep breath, and swallowed them with a glass of water. He stood very still. His vision blurred for a moment, then everything was clear. Now, the chemicals on his desk didn't make as much sense as before, but that didn't matter. He took the bottles and off his desk, and packed into his reinforced backpack. Then he went to wake Amy and Nellie.
Zai, Amy, and Nellie were getting ready to leave. Nellie was singing along, listening to her iPod. Amy was grabbing some books off Zai's bookshelf. Theoretical Astrophysics for the Teenage Genius, Double Chemistry for Gifted Students, Quantum Physics in Detail, and DNA Sequencing in Your Basement. Zai smiled. It was going perfectly.
Soon they were ready. They were leaving when Zai smacked his forehead. "Ugh! I forgot! Agents aren't allowed to leave the base before 10:00 A.M. There's an advanced security system, and if we get caught, the whole mission will be finished before it even began!" Amy smiled. "Advanced security system, you said? Let me have a look" Zai led them to the elevator. There was a huge clock above the elevator, that said 8:09 A.M. "The elevator system is designed so that if anyone tries to open the doors before 10:00, the floor will send 10,000 volts of electricity, frying anybody within a 10-meter range of the elevator. Worse, if you manage to get around that, there's a self-destruct mechanism that will blow up the elevator and anyone inside it." Amy walked a little way down the hall and came to an electric fuse box mounted on the wall. She opened it. Inside was an intricate maze of wires and plugs. "Can I borrow your nose ring?" she asked Nellie. "Sure," she said, slipping it out of her nose and handing it to Amy. "Do you have anything magnetic?" she asked. "The clasp on my backpack is magnetic," said Zai. He pulled the magnet off and handed it to Amy. He had used that backpack for this purpose. She worked inside the fuse box for a few minutes. "All done," she announced. "The electricity should be switched off now around the elevator. And-" "Shh!" whispered Zai. "Someone's coming!" Amy and Nellie flattened themselves against the wall. Footsteps came nearer. Zai crouched. Then, he sprung silently at the person passing. He gave the passerby one quick jab to the throat. The man fell to the floor, unconscious. He didn't even see or hear Zai coming. Zai shoved the man into a storage closet. "We've got to hurry. Once they realize he's gone, they'll be looking for us." "We're ready." said Amy. She walked up to the elevator, and, without hesitation, pressed the button. The elevator opened just like it should. Zai and Nellie hurried in after her. "I programmed the elevator to take us to the top floor, so we don't have to risk touching one of the buttons." The elevator ascended to ground level, then opened. Zai, Nellie and Amy hurried through the store and out the front door. "We'll gave to go by taxi," said Zai. "If we get a ride with Juno, they'll find out."
They stood around for a few minutes, waiting for a taxi. "Excuse me," said Amy "I don't mean to ruin anything, but how do we even know where Dan is? He didn't tell us in the video message. He could be anywhere in the world!" "Don't worry," said Nellie "I've got it figured out." "What do you mean?" Amy asked "Well, during the video message, Dan was giving me the location with Morse Code. I've got it all written down. She handed Amy a slip of paper. On it was written a series of dots and dashes. Amy looked at it. Below the dots and dashes was a message. It read, "Hong Kong. Langham Place Hotel. Underground." Good going, Dan, she thought. Zai looked down the road. "There's a taxi. Come on." He waved it down, and the taxi pulled up on front of them. "Where to?" asked the bald cab driver "Logan International Airport." replied Zai. They didn't have very much luggage, just Zai's and Amy's backpacks. Nellie didn't have any luggage at all. "Don't worry" said Zai. "We can buy some clothes in the airport in Hong Kong." For the first time since she and Nellie had met Zai, she had never payed much attention to what he was wearing. But now she could remember that when they had first met him, he was wearing a green, knee-length button-down shirt, but only the top half on buttons were buttoned. Under that, he had on a black satin t-shirt that looked had an intricate design of curvy green lines. For pants, he had on long, soft-looking brown pants. Now, he was wearing wearing a black polyester shirt and dark blue polyester athletic pants. His hair was also a bit messy and spiky. She looked closely at him. His attitude was the same as yesterday, but she could swear his eyes were lighter than last night.
Zai was sitting back. Those colored pills always made him a bit tired. All of a sudden, he felt like he had been hit in the head with a sledgehammer. His headaches were back! He moaned and pulled out a small, white bottle of pills. Amy and Nellie looked at him worriedly. "Are you all right?" asked Amy nervously. Zai gave her a weak smile. "I'm fine, I just need to take a few of the pills." He took out two white pills and swallowed them without any water and grimaced. Than he leaned back and closed his eyes.
They were nearing the airport when the cab driver made an exit and went in the opposite direction from the airport. "Wh-wh-where are you taking us?" Amy asked, her stutter returning. "The airport is the other way." The driver turned around, smiling evilly. " I can't have you going Hong Kong. That's not what Elizabeth wants." Oh, great, thought Zai. This is EXACTLY what I need right now. Good thing I took those pills beforehand. Zai inched his arm forward silently, and when the driver swerved to avoid another car, Zai pinched a spot on the driver's shoulder. The driver let out a muffled groan and slumped forward, unconscious. Amy looked at him in amazement. "Where did you learn that?" she asked. Zai shrugged. "Just one of my Madrigal skills. More importantly-" He turned to Nellie "I'm already on it." she said. She shoved the unconscious cab driver out of the way and climbed into his seat. She turned the car around and headed toward the airport. Just then, an alarm went off on the man's phone. Nellie looked at it. A message appeared. It said 8:30 call Elizabeth. "What is it?" asked Amy. "He's supposed to call Elizabeth. Allow me." She picked up the phone and dialed the number. "Hello," came Elizabeth's snooty voice, "have you got them?" "Yeah," replied Nellie, in perfect cab driver-imitation. "I got 'em. Two girls and a boy. Right where they should be." When did Nellie become such a good actor? She wondered. "Well, you know what to do." said Elizabeth, and the phone went dead. Zai smiled. Everything was going according to plan.
Okay, that was a long chapter. I updated the last chapter day before yesterday. I usually update once a week, but I was in a writing mood, so I had to continue. This chapter was a little rushed, so bear with me, I know it's kinda bad. By the way, the Langham Place is a real hotel in Hong Kong, so, needless to say, I don't own it. (sigh) Oh well. I know this chapter wasn't so great, so don't kill me or anything. Thanks for reading!