Super Spy
The receptionist told me to meet Mr. X over near the lockers to my left. I wandered on over to the locker area but nobody was around. The lockers in front of me were the gym locker room stacked type, two high/half height and pretty narrow. Like something out of a James Bond spoof, the top half of the locker opened up and on it sat a serious looking man in a suit, he was very cramped on that tiny little locker and the only way he would have fit in this locker would be in a dream.
The man called me over by name but never introduced himself. He took my picture with a camera/pen super spy device and pulled a sea foam green ID card with my picture and some numbers printed out on it from his shirt pocket. I have to assume his shirt was also an ID card printer super spy device. I don’t remember exactly why but I headed to the 3rd floor to do something, probably to figure put payroll.
The third floor was a cubicle farm but the back wall was a wok cooking up all sorts of wokable foods. For some reason Jaxon was with me so he noticed the flame from the wok and yelled “fire fire!” His voice sounded like he had a megaphone and an alarm started going off at which time everyone got up and ran out.
We took our time heading out because we knew there was no fire. By the time we made our way down the stairwell to the first floor, everyone had pretty much cleared out. The stairwell was pretty odd, it was located in the middle of the building but once you were in it you were outside with palm trees, picture a Florida condo stairway.
I was stopped by security, now alone again, and asked for my ID. They held it up to a giant color pattern to match my ID card to a color on the chart. Each color had a description next to it like “accounting” to show where a person with each color badge belonged. I don’t know why but I was very nervous about this. They found a match for sea foam green and all it said was “locker 5″
I headed on over to locker 5 and found a combination lock and something that looked like a credit card reader. I swiped my card and the locker popped open. Inside was a mini automatic gun and a speaker, as I bent down to look inside I saw that the gun pointed onto a 2 or 3 story shooting range with targets all over it. They were really far away but it looked interesting. Way up at the top Mr. X was standing and said something about seeing what I’ve got.
I took aim and scattered bullets (more like pellet gun pellets) all over the closest target, I heard a group of people laughing and mocking my accuracy so I shot some more. I made all head shots on 2 other targets, shot a smiley face on the head of another and then my masterpiece, I added boobs and a penis to another target, like a middle school kid with a magic market at an art gallery.
Everyone rejoiced and the speaker next to my head that Mr. X spoke through now played “we can dance if we want to” ended up it was the alarm clock.
