Author's note: This was a assignment for History class. This isn't my best work i felt kinda rusted with it but... Show full author's note »
How to Trick a Business ManAnnette sat in a lonely chair it’s cold bars sent shivers through her arms. Her eyes strong, unbreakable, as the man standing maneuvering around her. His tuxedo firmly pressed no wrinkles in sight. Annette looked to right ignoring his horrid glaze as he gave her the lowdown on the situation.
His robotic monotone voice muttered, “Your nation needs you to save it from itself. Didn’t you say that if something could be done to save something it’s a must.”
“I never said that.
Who do you think you are by
holding me here against my will.”
Annette screamed as she pounced up from
the chair ready to make a valiant escape,
To her dismay the man in the suit sat her
back down with his eyes. He has a way
of being very convincing if provoked.
“Now you’re going to step into the machine.”
Annette walked over to the transport machine and stepped inside shouting,
“Yes, sir!,” then she snapped back to reality.
“Was the ‘yes sir’ really necessary?!” she scoffed.
“Are you ready?”
“No, I never agreed to anything control freak.”
“Haha like I haven’t heard that before.” He mocked with his artificial smile.
She glared at him.
“Good, I’d say we are all set to sent you
off through a never ending time lapse into
eternity. You ready?” he ridiculed
in her face.
“As I’ll ever be.” She spat.
The man in the suit fooled around with many gizmos and gadgets and pressed a big red button.
“Seriously!?” he turned red as he tried it again.
Again nothing happened.
“I’m gonna take a nap, please take your time I wasn’t really in the mood for a never ending time lapse into eternity.” She teased making loud obnoxious snoring sounds.
His face compressed he strutted to the little switch. Flipping it up without emotion he made it back to be in his original spot muttering, “They need to fix the red button; it makes me feel so much cooler.”
The ceiling lights dimmed and rumbled as the electric drained into the transporter. Annette a bit nervous now grasps onto the strap mounted on the wall. The man in the suit grinned, he had finally won.
Ripping a coil from inside the machine
Annette leaped out of the chamber and
quickly wrapped the man in suit with
it. Wrapping the straggler end of the
coil to the chair and pushing him
into the machine. A sly maniacal
giggle escaped her mouth. The man in the suit was sent to her punishment. Sirens howled all around the building. Annette decided to make a getaway. She spun the dial on the machine to a random date. She didn’t care where she went as long as it was away from this place.
Annette disappeared in a flash of lights. The date on the dial read 1492.