Secretary Delacourt's Story

I enter with two guards as escorts, I got somewhat tired of walking that long corridor which lead to this office. The office was spacious, has a giant window which overlooks the entire city. All I see is a tall woman, wearing a pencil skirt, a white shirt and a blazer, she had short blonde hair and blue eyes; she was...beautiful. She told me to sit down in a chair, as I did. I looked up at her and said "Is that a French accent I hear?" I flashed a charming smile. She looked at me with piercing eyes, I got scared when I saw that glare. This woman seemed to have the power to do anything...even to kill me. I decided to stop trying to push the envelope and keep my mouth shut. I cleared my throat lightly and look at her once more. "Look, I'd like to apologize for any inconvenience I've caused, however in my defense I can't stand Earth anymore, the atmosphere is horrid. I'd do anything to stay here in Elysium."

She looked at me with those piercing eyes once more, I honestly think that I will end up in jail or even dead. I felt my face flush as I got more nervous. I seemed to be getting more and more nervous by the second. I don't say anything else and I cleared my throat lightly as I waited for her to respond.

This woman was the most hateful human that had ever walked this universe. She felt her blood boil as she spoke to her in such manner, she wanted to say something, however she maintained her composure. She kept moving around in her chair while the older woman was talking, just her presence made her uncomfortable. When she heard the word "chambers" everything went in slow motion, she was being incarcerated, even if it was just for the night the thought still scared her. Before she was led away from the Secretary of Defense she managed to yell a few words out to her "You're a miserable woman, you know that? You are a tyrant!" She felt her face flush as she spoke these words and just like that she was thrown in a separate chamber than all of the other immigrants. This cell was different, it was literally a box, it was dark and cold. I just crawled in a corner and stayed there. She felt the hours go by but the sun wouldn't rise.

Finally the sun rose, she hadn't managed to sleep at all that night. The thought of what will happen to her next was too much for her to bare..and...that woman...how she loathed her with every fiber of her being. She found herself in the same corner, she had a little window which she could see the outside, however she didn't even bother to stand up and look out. All of a sudden she heard mumbling and footsteps getting closer towards the door that separated her from the outside of that room, the only thing that kept running through her mind was the possibility of a death penalty. The thought made her shiver.