After the female alien has exited the restroom, she turned a corner, glanced around her and began going up a flight of stairs.
"Follow her!" mouthed Claire as they tiptoed quietly behind the alien.
They followed her through winding passageways and narrow corridors before she finally descended a flight of staircase, presumably leading to the basement. Claire and Eliza dodged out of sight just in time when the alien looked towards their direction.
Just when the spies thought that they were safe and were about to began their pursuit again, the alien turned around and clapped her hands. Without warning, Claire and Eliza felt the cold, stone floor disappear underneath their feet as they fell downwards into a trap.
In fact, the alien, being the cunning creature she was, knew all along that she was being followed. So, she waited until Claire and Eliza were walking above a trap before she clapped her hands to activate the hidden mechanism.
"Ouch!" Claire and Eliza exclaimed in one voice after falling through the trap and landing on the cold, stone floor, one on top of the other.
"Hahahaha!" They perceived the deafening cackle of the alien. "Foolish human beings! Don't think that I wasn't aware someone was following me! Judging from your conversation in the restroom, it looks like you've discovered our plot. So, I can't let you roam free anymore. But, don't you worry, you have another human captive to keep you company in that dungeon cell before you are destroyed. Hahaha!"
Only then did Claire and Eliza notice that they weren't alone in the large dungeon cell. Under the dim, flickering light, they could just about make out the blurry features of a man.
"Who...who's there??" enquired Eliza with a trembling voice.
"Girls? Is that you?" A familiar voice responded. "How did you get here?"
"Tom!" exclaimed Claire and Eliza in one voice as they discerned the features of their boss. "That's what we should be asking you!" responded Claire. "How did you get here? I thought you were supposed to be in your office bossing us around and guiding us in our mission!"
"What mission? I have been here all day and couldn't contact anyone!" Only after he has emerged from the darkness did the spies notice that Tom was wearing his pyjamas and bedroom slippers and his hair was in a total mess.
The spies couldn't hold back their laughter and burst out laughing. "OMG Tom, why are you dressed like this?" asked Eliza in between her giggles.
"I was kidnapped in my sleep last night by these aliens," elucidated Tom as he shook his head. "I was too imprudent. After I found out about their secret last night, I thought it would be alright to contact you two first thing in the morning. It seemed like they've found out that I've discovered something, so had decided to kidnap me before I could tell anyone."
"Wait a sec, what are you talking about? If you were kidnapped last night, then who contacted us this morning to tell us our mission?" exclaimed Claire in bewilderment.
~To be Continued~
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