The Conversion Bureau: The Great Escape

*BANG BANG*

The sound of modified rounds filled the air. going through flesh with the intent of not death, but a new life via conversion.

"*Sigh*. P.E.R. is back man."

"I can see that."

"Usual hididng spot?"

"Yeah."

My friend Nathan and I both jumped off the couch and found the little hole in the floor of our shared house (for college)

and lifted it up. Inside was a room big enough for the both of us. We hid there when ever P.E.R. decided to make, "A few random lucky converts!"

Now. Why, you ask, do we hide in a little hole for the rest of the day? Simple. The P.E.R. have adopted a new tactic. Seizing a city, and letting the inhabitants either come peacefully, or do what they are doing just now. It's like this in two other cities. What's  left of the U.S. Military, waits at the border, "Asserting their superiority," but not going in and helping the trapped humans within. Of course the princesses don't care to help. Their main goal is nothing but, "peaceful" assimilation. So, with nothing but a deck of cards, and a few imperishable snack items, we hunkered down for the night.

Our eyes didn't greet the sun for we were still underground.

"Nathan, wake up."

"What the hell do you want."

"It's morning."

"Oh, okay."

We both arose from our slumbers, stiff and not really rested, due to the fact that we were too lazy to move two beds down here.

"Nathan, im sick and tired of waiting around to be converted. Lets just get it over with already."

"No dude, i got a plan."

"Dude, your last plan got us both arrested for arson."

"That wasn't one of my better plans."

"Okay Nathan, what do you have for me."

"Alright, You know how I said I've wanted a Lambo my whole life,"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, well I made an order through a proxy to our address so the P.E.R. couldn't trace us. So we can drive out of this hell hole in style."