22 Journalism

1200 Hours, The White House.

The president was finishing up and reviewing paperwork for a new act after the fallout of the political scandal that has been on-hold since his visit to the sphere when his presidential phone rang.

"Hello?" He greeted after picking it up.

"Mr.President sir, we have a problem." The house speaker's voice came through.

He focused his attention to the call and stopped working on the paperwork.

"What sort of problem?"

"Sir, apparently a news journalist somehow passed our perimiter and saw the sphere. He has been apprehended after a short chase and are waiting for instructions ok what to do."

"Shit."  Was the president's thought.

"Let me talk to him." Was the president's reply.

Naehum's POV

He has been attempting to get inside area 51 or at least near it for his newest article, but what he saw after evading guards and multiple sensors were nothing the he has expected.

He saw a big military encampment that seems so surround a large spherical building.

After checking in with google maps he realized that this area is not shown but is instead an empty desert.

"This will make for a great story!" Was his thoughts as he advanced closer.

Then after getting closer he saw the doors open for a convoy and what was inside amazed him.

It was glowing brightly, and so he immediately grabbed one of his cameras and snapped a picture of the convoy entering the structure.

Unbeknownst to him, this what alerted the sensors to his presence.

After trying to evade multiple pursuers he was finally caught when a lucky patrol found him and he was threatened to be shot if he tries to run.

Now here he was in a cell, waiting for whatever fate awaits him.

Then the door of his cell opened and came in was a soldier holding a phone.

The soldier stepped closer and extended the phone to him. "The president is on the phone."

Naehum then realized how big of a thing he just stumbled upon. If the president is involved, then it was surely something.

Slowly, he reached out for the phone and took it from the soldier's hands before placing it to his ear.

"Is this Mr. Naehum Dela Cruz I am speaking to?" The voice of the president came through.

"Y-yes mister president." He stuttred out.

"Son, I've heard that you've been snooping around area fifty one with your pad and camera and managed to see the sphere."

"Thats whats it's called?" Naehum asked.

"Yes, thats what it's called. Now, while you're thinking about whether or not we'll put you down let me stop yout right there. No, we are not putting you down, you got the first ammendment that we all respect."

The president stopped talking for a moment to talk to someone on his side before returning.

"So let me offer this deal for you, instead of publishing this story now we can send you through the sphere and be the first journalist to cover our progress there, hm?" The president offered.

"Send me through? I'm sorry sir what do you mean?"

The president laughed. "Oh oh oh! I forgot to tell you that the sphere leads to another world! Now that makes this more exciting wont it? We got your job and assets covered while youre MIA from our world, now, do you accept?"

Naehum was speechless, a chance to go to another world? It has been his dream ever since he was young so without needing any further encouragement he accepted.

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

"Good, now youll be briefed on what to expect on the other side. Good day." Then the president hung up.

Naehum was both worried and excited about this new assignment of his, he can do both his job and one of his dreams! This is like a godsend to him.

The soldier then opened the door and escorted him out.