“Get the President underground,” yelled my supervisor at the command station. I had to yank out my earpiece his voice was so loud. I was shaking. As a Secret Service agent I was trained to manage my adrenaline but they don’t train you for this. A monstrous spaceship hovering over Washington DC. I pushed the President inside the White House and ushered him quickly to the elevator. Two other Secret Service agents flanked me along with a general. In the elevator I hit T for Terminal – the underground bunker.
“My wife and children,” screeched the President. I held the door open. An agent shoved in the First Lady and the three girls. They all clung to the President. I hit T again and the doors closed. The elevator rocketed down hundreds of feet to the bunker.
The bunker was a well decorated and stocked space. There was a command center with a giant screen. The general immediately went to work contacting the US military across the globe. He gave orders for fighter pilots to bomb the spaceship.
“I can’t believe what I saw,” said the general. “Aliens…a spaceship.”
I was trying to control my shaking. I was trying to gain control.
“Call off the fighter jets,” said the President. The general and I looked at him with incredulity. It was then the President began to change. He began to turn gray, then scaly, and then disgusting. He opened his mouth and a long forked tongue emerged. The President bit off the head of the general. I backed up in horror. I turned around. The President’s six year old daughter had turned into an alien. I tried to push away but she opened her mouth and bit my hand off. I fell to the ground gushing blood.
The entire country had been run by aliens. Now I understood the policy of the Administration. Every law and decision was aimed at destroying the country and the world. Everything the President did was to pave the way for the invading force. The aliens.