This choice: Belly Buttons... | Go Back Chapter 10: Belly Buttons... (ID #973294) an addition by: Lamnia ![View grossdeviant's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author A cute Asian girl shows up on the screen, the background looks like a dorm room. She smiles looking into the screen and seems to be looking around at you and then says, " nuq 'oH ghoS Daq?"
"ta' Dung", your escort replies pulling you closer to the camera.
"..ghoS Daq.." You wonder what are they talking? Sounds harsh.... Klinglon? You laugh silently inside at the thought. 'Yeah, right some hot babes are going to learn Klingonese.... I doubt they even know what it is...'
A beam suddenly shines out from the device and at first seems to shine on you going from your head to your toes. It looks like what a laser would look like if it was flat.
" ...ghobe' qab.." you hear the Asian girl chirp after looking at something on her monitor. You ponder, and you know nothing of the language of Klingons, but you keep thinking about the Star Trek movies and how close it sounds to that. It's clear it is not German, although a second close ... 'Two languages that sound like they are cussing when they might be citing Romeo and Juliet... ' you laugh again inside, trying not to panic, like you are.... 'Oh gawd.... should I have a boner like I do or just quiver like jello like I am....' you ponder...
Then the four corners of the room illuminate with a similar light and scans the room. You of course are assuming its scanning.
It occurs to you they are very 'protective' and very serious. So the thought your chances are any better begins to sink as not likely.....
Then you hear a click at the door and it pops open. It is a VERY thick door, and you bet its thick Oak or even reinforced....
Beyond the door you see a dimly lit hall way with a series of doors on either side to large rooms, probably study halls, libraries, classrooms, and other common areas.... Rather mansion or castle like interior. Old tapestries and hand carved stained tables, chairs, and soft leather seats. Old money was clearly here...
She grabs the handle attached to you pulling you close, with the other hand opens the door more. Together you step in; you have suddenly second thoughts as you realize how much money and power must be behind this school. The secrets within must be intense...
She does not even look at you squirm and sweat as she pulls you in with the door shutting behind you 'clamping shut' with a loud click. Oddly enough the area looks empty.
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