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Chapter 7 by niceguy2002tim niceguy2002tim

What do you find?

The President is missing.

The computer brings up a couple articles concerning the President, but the one that catches your eye is titled, After 24 hours, President Johnson is still missing. You read the article and learn that during the Geneva summit a group of terrorist came in and took the President. His where-abouts are still unknown. The article says that 4 of the terrorist were captured during the ordeal and through them the government has learned the identities of 15 other terrorists who were involved. There is a sidebar article that states the 15 names, they all seem strangely familiar to you.

"John, admiring your work?" asks a man from behind you.

You turn around to see a good looking man. You estimate he is about 25 years old. He has a muscular physic, short blonde hair which is slicked with jell and light blue eyes. You stare into his amazing eyes and he grins at you. "I'm sorry, are you talking to me?" you ask.

"Of course, do you see anybody else named John around here?" he says.

Could John really be your name? You are not sure what to think. The man pulls up a chair next to you and begins to whisper.

"Say, what's wrong with you? You're acting kind of weird, I thought you said you were ok with the plans," he says.

"I did?" you ask blankly.

"Yes, last night you told me you wanted to do it. Have you called the number yet?" He asks.

Suddenly you're aware of the phone number in your boot. "No, not yet," you answer.

"Good, give it to me," he says.

You remove the scrap of paper and hand it to him. He takes it then removes his cellphone from his jacket pocket. He punches in the number and puts the phone to his ear. You listen closely.

"Yes, it's Scott Bower," the muscular man says, "John Doe is with me."

He nods twice then turns off his phone, you watch as he walks over to the trash can and drops the cellphone into it. You think nothing of it because you're too busy thinking about the name he referred to you as. The name, John Doe runs through your head, that's you. You are John Doe.

The man named Scott returns to you and says, "they'll be here shortly to pick us up and take us to headquarters. You are coming... right?"

What is your response?

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