Derrick felt her body go limp, and knew in that moment that she was asleep. The countdown now began to destroy all suspicion that he was the one who took her. He also had to find a way to restrain her in his house. He did not want to restrain her but he knew that was the only way to make her stay put. She was not going to understand in the beginning that he was doing this because he was in love with her and wanted to protect her. He could just predict that she was going to feel that way. It was a natural human reaction to being spirited away. He rolled her body over, so that she was face up. He saw those precious lips of hers. He saw how they were just asking him to kiss them with them perked like that.
However, with her just going to sleep so recently he was not going to risk it. He put his hands under her body, he lifted her up off the couch. Her hair draped down his right arm. It made a tingle go over his form. His other hand was just under her thighs which were just as equally tempting with her soft skin. He walked away from his living room and up the stairs that were by the main door of the house rather than the garage door they had come in.
He made it to the top of the stairs, the infernal humming sound only got intensely worse as he got up there. There were three doors up there one was metal, the second and third were white. He turned to the right and headed through metal door. There was yet another glass door beyond that but in this in between area was filled with a couple of white suits, oxygen tanks and oxygen masks. He slipped one of the white jump suits over Amy's body. He zipped it up, losing the view of her wonderful body as the white material covered her up. He put the white hood over her hair. And so she was completely covered. He pulled one of the oxygen tanks that was attached to a mask. He put the mask on her face, and activated the oxygen tank. He slipped the straps over the back of her head so that the mask stayed in place. He sat her down on a bench on the right side of the room.
He prepared himself as well, slipping on his own white jumpsuit and oxygen mask. He attached her tank to his right leg and attached his own tank to his left. He lifted her up off of the bench and pressed his eye to the biometric scanner. It scanned his eye and confirmed his identity. He got into a small room where they were blasted with cold water that was kept at 68 degrees Fahrenheit just like the clean room's temperature was kept at. After running for about a solid minute, the shower stopped. Both of their suits were wet with water that was quickly leaking off of them. There was a fan at the top of the shower that engaged, blowing powerful winds on them to get all of the water off. After standing there in the breeze for a good three minutes, feeling dry enough, Derrick proceeded into the next glass chamber. The first glass door shut behind them. He stood still in this glass chamber that had another glass door leading out of it. There was a hissing sound as the chamber they were in was depressurized and drained of the air that could contaminate the clean room on the other side of the second glass door. Once all of the air was drained from the room to be sent through a filter, he waited for 10 minutes. After the ten minutes of confirming that the air was indeed clean, the computer opened the door. The four large servers were standing there in the room, making the humming sound that could have been heard from downstairs.
However he was not here to mess with the servers, Derrick's eyes were focused on the other side of the room. There was a large wall of glass that separated the server room from another room, it looked just like a bedroom. There was a bed, a closet, and even a door leading to a bathroom. He carried Amy across the room and entered the second depressurization chamber. The third glass door closed behind him and Amy. There was another hiss as the room was pressurized yet again. Except this time, door opened as soon as the pressurization process was completed rather than having to wait.
He laid her down on the bed, he took the oxygen mask off her face and turned off the tank. He unzipped her suit and took it off her precious body. There she laid just as she had downstairs in the living room. The hum that was present in all other parts of the house was not even audible here due to the sound proof glass that made up the wall between here and the server room. He ran his gloved fingers along her cheek. He really was doing this for her, because he wanted to protect her.
He grabbed the wrist of her right hand and put it close to the right poster of the bed, He pulled out handcuffs off the top of the night stand and connected one to her wrist and the other to the poster of the bed. He was satisfied with what he had done. He had taken his princess, and now she was his to protect. He walked back through all of the procedures that he had to do to get there and ended up back where they had began, though this time there had been a wait time in the pressure chamber that was closest to her room and no wait on the one going out to the dressing room. He hit a button the biometric lock on the first door and activated the biometric locks on all of the glass doors. He took off the suit and the mask, deactivating the tank. He hung it all up and prepared to leave, taking a look through all of the glass to see Amy lying there on the bed.
He walked out of the metal door, they had come in earlier and then locked that as well. She now had five doors to go through, four of which are made out of heavy duty glass, and the final door made out of stainless steel. All of them were locked, four by biometrics and the final with a key on the other side of the door. She was not getting out any time soon. Derrick was sure of that.
He went back to the garage got in his car and headed out to the diner. He went inside and told Mr. Davis that he hadn't found Amy and that if she turned up missing he was going to be sure to tell the cops of what he did to her tonight and that he was the most likely cause of her disappearance. Derrick was going to make him look so guilty. He was already planning on making Mr. Davis be her kidnapper. All he had to do was get a bit of physical evidence, place it in a few key places and Mr. Davis was as good as guilty. But Derrick was not going to do that just at the moment, he was going to wait till she actually came up missing for that.
He left the diner and headed back home. Once there he erased all evidence of her presence. He wiped down the glass she drank from, the remote she touched, and vacuumed the couch she had laid down on. He combed over that couch for all kinds of evidence. And he got all of it. As he was carrying out the trash, he realized that he needed to do the same to his car as well. So he did. He erased her from his car as well. He got in his car, drove 10 miles away and threw away whatever he had vacuumed up or found that proved she had ever been near him.
Finally he drove back to his house, went inside and then laid down on the couch to take a little nap.
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