The next morning with Leslie in your arms

From Create Your Own Story

You awake at some point in the morning, and you're sure you can hear footsteps in the hall. You get up and put your ear to the door, and surely enough you can hear the sound of feet clomping around outside. They're loud, and it sounds like a group of people. You find yourself in a hazy panic, still half asleep. You can only imagine what's come into the station, and what it will do when it finds the two of you.

"Anyone alive in here?" You hear a voice shout. "United States army," the voice calls out again. "If anyone is alive in here, announce your presence now!" You jump in place, so excited for a stroke of good luck. "We're in here! Two of us! We're alive!" Leslie sits up on the couch, confused, rubbing at her eyes. You unlock the door and swing it open, and are greeted by several armed men with flashlights attached to their weaponry, and the light is nearly blinding.

Within an hour, you're whisked away to a military camp, where you're quarantined while medical officials search your entire bodies for signs of sores. When they're sure you're not infected, they release you into the camp with a fresh change of clothes, and pointing the way to a large tent where food and water await. On your way there, you see Leslie, who's now smiling from ear to ear. She approaches you wraps you in her arms, and plants a big kiss on your lips. She "I wouldn't have made it here if it weren't for you," she says. Clean, groomed, and in fresh clothing, she looks cute as a button. Maybe it's the fact that she doesn't look so glum. Maybe it's the fact that you shared a very intimate and dirty night together. Either way, you're glad to see her.

The two of you march off into the camp, arms around each other's shoulders. You've made it. You're safe.

Congratulations.