posted on Jul, 26 2006 @ 10:37 PM
I'm horrid with dialogue but I really wanted to be a part of this contest. Here you go.
"I demand to know why I'm here and where this is?"
"You are here because we believe you to know too much, we believe that you are a hazard to our long term plans and that if you do not cooperate that
we may need to silence you. This is a secret facility in the depths of a dormant mountain the location doesn't matter"
"This is illegal, what the hell is this? Who are you? What is this about?"
"You may address me as Simon, who I'm connected too or who I really am is of no importance. As far as the legality of our questions for you, I
assure you that there is no protection and no law here. We're wasting time... All you need to know right now is that the next few hours and what you
tell us will determine whether you walk away from this or if you become just another forgotten memory."
"I don't know what you mean, but I want to get out of here."
"Just relax, stop sweating, stop shaking, I assure you that you control your fate right now. Would you like a cigarette or something to drink?"
"I don't want anything"
"Well then... let's get to it. Your name is Jackson Cloutier from Tacoma, Washington. You're twenty-two years old, alias Tony Camonte, Fairly
average academic profile, college student majoring in English, son of Irish and Italian parents who own a mom and pops grocery store, and quite a
record of problems with authority... How am I doing so far?"
"On the button"
"Good... at eighteen you became curious in the paranormal or at least that's when we started tracking you. You broke into government and private
properties pursuing wild stories you read and heard about. Your biggest achievement was breaking into an abandoned insane asylum on the grounds of a
current government institution and gathering video and audio documentation while drinking beers with friends... close?"
"You forgot about the pot"
"Oh... a sense of humor too"
"Well Simon, what can I say I'm a funny guy... so is that why I'm here? Because I trespassed when I was eighteen? Seems to me this is rather
excessive for that. About giving me a ticket and letting me get the hell out of here?"
"How did you find out about White's Ravine?"
"Nothing to say funny man? We've been through your email and internet history, we've been tracking you for months. It was quite a surprise when you
showed up on our doorstep. So how about you tell me how you wound up here?"
"I want to see a lawyer, I won't speak without a lawyer."
"You have no idea what you're playing with do you? See this? This is a government issues .45 caliber glock that will put a hole roughly the size of
a half dollar in the back of your head. And every trace of you can easily be erased, you'll be forgotten within a month, especially when it comes out
that you were killed by a hibernating bear on a hiking trip while on several hallucinogenic drugs including '___' and Mushrooms when you reportedly
wanted to cuddle with the bear. The only chance you have to get out of here alive son is if you tell me what I want to know. Start talking."
"...I've always been interested in the paranormal and in conspiracies and secrets. The first book my parents bought me was a Time Life book about
aliens. I spend most of my time on the internet reading about everything from JFK assassination theories to hollow earth Nazis. It fascinates me."
"I always got a kick out of the lone gunman theory"
"Me too... I think it was the driver"
"No Jackson... it was Jackie... but continue with your story"
"What? ...Well okay... um... about six months ago I was listening to the radio show Nation to Nation which had this show about alien bases. I was
half interested attributing most of the guests to be quacks until someone called in with the story of White's Ravine."
"Ah yes... good ol' Mel, we finally tracked him down not to long ago."
[edit on 26-7-2006 by CuriousSkeptic]