Author's Note: Welp, I start school in a week and so I may not go on here very often from that point on.
-Voltalia
Meanwhile, in Washington D.C., the POTUS (President of the United States) had called forth several CIA agents and almost one-third of the Presidental Cabinet. President Tarquinius Crotalus, in spite of where his name came from, was not at all ruthless, dictating or intimidating. In fact, the only reason he was president at all was because of his mother, a former President herself, who set him up as such due to his charisma and political intelligence.
"This is an emergency meeting, gentlemen!" President Crotalus was repeatedly saying. "This is an emergency meeting!"
"Mr. President, Mr. President, what is it?" one of the CIA agents asked.
"Remember when I had funded a program to use NASA to introduce extraterrestrial life to Earth?" President Crotalus asked his men.
"Yes. That was about five years ago, sir." another CIA agent answered. "I had thought at first you were being desperate to run for a second term. Yet now, it's quite amazing that you could even be capable of..."
"Well, one of NASA's top scientists discovered an anomaly in the universe." President Crotalus cut off the CIA agent.
"What sort of anomaly, sir?" a third CIA agent asked.
"Well..." President Crotalus laughed a bit to himself. "Would you like me to show you?"
He produced some papers with images of a red glowing almond-shaped hole surrounded by stars.
"Is that a...a... space-gina?" the same CIA agent asked stupidly.
"As amusing as it looks, no." President Crotalus responded. "According to the scientists, it appears to be some sort of wormhole."
"A wormhole?!" everyone else asked outrageously.
"Yes, gentlemen, a wormhole." President Crotalus replied grimly.
"Mr. President, are you sure?" asked the same CIA agent who recalled the NASA program from five years earlier.
"Well, no. I mean, for all we know, it could be just a glowing black hole." the president answered dubiously.
"Y'know, sir, there's a reason black holes are black..." Vice President Katyana Bastinova was starting to point out.
"I know, I know. But it's just speculation, Mrs. Veep." the president contradicted. "And we'll have no choice but to speculate until we find out. Besides, need I remind you that your daughter's been missing for weeks now?"
Just hearing him mention the last question alone brought a tear to Vice President Bastinova's eye. She was still grieving over her daughter Francine and her unborn twins. She'd no idea what to think: there was no reason for the disappearance, no suspects, no motive, no clues, nothing. All she knew was that it happened late one night and she was nowhere nearby. But she had no time to dwell on it now as she suddenly noticed a tiny difference in all of the "wormhole" pictures.
"Is it just me, sir, or does the hole appear to be growing?" she was asking as she showed President Crotalus the pictures.
President Crotalus was now even more curious than before.