"Sir, monitor 64," announced a short otter. "Weeeeell, surprise indeed," कहा a calm and cultivated tone of voice. "Shall I send a scout?" asked the otter. "No, leave it for me to judge," कहा the voice, he rose from his chair, then headed toward the screen, gracefully. "But sir, I suggest that maybe we can-" suggested the otter. "Do आप सवाल my judgement? My intelligence? Johnston?!" asked the voice hoarsely. "No sir," कहा Johnston. "Good, आप have learned rule number 5 clearly," कहा the voice. "Will आप require another fillet sir?" asked Johnston. "Hmm... Philly, in that manner of preparation," कहा the voice, "You know I hate too much मक्खन as much as I hate being judged wrongly." Johnston bowed his head and saluted, heading off to get his master's request. He sat in his chair, comfortably taking in the well ventilated air, he took a sip of wine from a very elegant crystal goblet and set it down. "Ahhhhh..... I do miss the beauty of this place whenever I'm away," he smiled. He peered at the small peephole in his door and sat back down to relax in his large chair, hoping it would push away thoughts of boredom.
Private landed his rocket at last, it hit the ground with a squish and slid across the muddy ground, then stop at the edge of a black pond. He stepped out of the craft and looked around. The scene was just filthy, the ground was wet with oily tar-mud, the pond was jet-black with pollution and oil spillage, the sky was red and the clouds were grey, and the air was so thin Private panted slightly when skipping along. "Earth is miserable, it saddens me that this was once a living landscape, trees, grasses, clean water and air, blue skies, and birds गाना for the heavens, but it's all gone," कहा Private sadly. Only one large thing could be seen in the distance, a single, large building, it was black, just as much as the water, and with many windows, he could tell it was an old human settlement, but it was a very large one at that in fact. "I'll go there, find out who lives there, I can see light in that building, and I can call it घर while I'm here," कहा Private, walking to the eccentrically large building. He felt as if someone was beginning to watch him, every single हटाइए that he's making.
"JOHNSTON!!!!!" yelled the voice in a booming angered tone. "AAAHHH!!!! What is it sir?" कहा Johnston in a frightened voice. "Explain to me why there is several alerts of a prescence coming here, in MY sanctitude?!" asked the voice enraged. "I tried to tell आप sir, but आप asked if I was trying to सवाल your authority an-" stuttered Johnston. "Come right HERE. NOW," कहा the voice. Johnston trembled and got closer to his master. "Doctor Damion, what do आप intend to- OUCH!!!" screeched Johnston as his master, Dr. Damion smacked him with such fury that it couldn't be traced in the blink of an eye. "I really, HATE, आप right now, do not speak to me ever again as of today, या आप will शामिल होइए my other trophies and become a lovely brown कोट for the winter seasons," cooed Dr. Damion. "I understand very correctly sir, I will leave आप be for the rest of today," obeyed Johnston. "Good kid, now go off to finishing the subject of my plans," कहा Dr. Damion. Johnston nodded, then headed to the अगला room to do his commands. "Computer, दिखाना me my subject on monitor 45," कहा Dr. Damion. "Male penguin, hails from the planet Mars and with no intentions detectable as of yet," कहा the computer. "Hmmmm..... Define Mars, computer," commanded Dr. Damion.
Private finally reached the large building, from up close, he now realizes it is no mansion, but a very large laboratory, with very few living quarters, he then noticed the only nearby entrance is blocked off. "Front door is locked, I can guess they were in a hurry to leave?" thought Private. He then followed an open air shaft and climbed inside, he went through the shaft and followed whatever light was able to be seen at all. He heard a voice at last, then looked down, he saw a wide chair, one आप could use to सीट 2 people, and it had controls, switches, buttons, and a small map screen of earth, in the chair, he also saw one पेंगुइन there, he appeared tall, lean, and as he spoke, a very cultivated, enigmatic voice. "Mars, once nicknamed the red planet, it was terraformed in the साल 2050 to hold all the living refugees from Earth, when it became polluted in 2042," कहा the computer. "I will find that inferior planet that has evaded my detection at last, when it aligns with mine, then I shall have it as well," कहा Dr. Damion in response to it. Private leaned over and tried to get a closer look, when he लॉस्ट his balance and fell into the chair, right अगला to Dr. Damion.