I was working at area 51 one day.
I was installing gravity amplifers on one craft that had a large array of weapons
on it. On my lunch break I was talking to Bob (A.K.A. MARTIAN 5472) about his home
plannet. He was telling me that there were much better worlds to live on than earth
and with a few minor tweeks the FR517 (the ship I was working on) could take there.
I told my boss that the ship neaded testing as soon as possible and he aranged a
test flight later that night. When it came time to fly I planned to steel the craft
and join what Bob called the rebellion. I got into the craft, started all the systems
did the rounds and then... I FLEW THAT BABY FULL SPEED OUT OF THERE THERE IS NO WAY
THAT THEY WERE GOING TO SHOOT ME DOWN!! After a week if flight I reached Spica, my
new home or was it...
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