" We are, Sir. We have the first twenty units full. Did you want us to take them out?" Captain Fahim Sultan asked."Yes, get the first load on the chop...per, and get them down to the missiles. I will bring the second batch as soon as they are ready," Daud said.Captain Sultan summoned half the guards and they went into the lab and took control of the three loaded carts and started pushing them down the hallway to the elevator.4:50 AM:Ali Mohammed:I switched the video off, and sent the text message. Well, she knew how to fix that."Wait Sammy! I have a really great idea!" Amy yelled as her brainwashed tits and pussy made her plan seem even more appealing, craving the transformative high of the bimbo potion one final time. "I should, like, dump a bunch of the potion on myself! Then I'd have even bigger boobies and could get any job I want!" she concluded, tugging on her puffy nipples and letting their desire to swell flow through her, strengthening her resolve even further as her eyes. With that said, I am not some dumb-fuck that would just call you into a room at work without preparing. That laptop is tapped into the camera feed in the security office. That screen is what they are seeing right now. Look.” He let me go, turned on the light, and opened the door. As the light illuminated the room I noticed that the laptop was connected to an outlet on the wall via an ethernet cable. The screen had two windows open. One of the screens said “LIVE FEED” on the top right hand. That was usually because 'my classmate' (so to speak, me being semi-officially dead at the time) had made a copying error in his or her notes. The first time I encountered one of these mistakes, I flew a pen to my secret study and corrected the notes. Writing with a pen being held by NP was tedious, so I kept the corrections minimal.I finished my schoolwork half an hour ahead of my initial 5pm estimate, flew it up the emergency tunnel toward the parents' panic room, then up a convenient chute.