It's been months since we left Pinewood Forest. Apparently I've been filed as a missing child. We're currently 12 miles from the secret area. Just wait.

We're here. Half an hour later. I saw this big ass sign but I couldn't read it that well, so, I'll see it on the way out. We're inside when I see this huge man in a black suit. He sees Peter and lets us in. The place has a lot of doors and hallways and stuff. Pretty cool, if you ask me. We see a lot of men in black when we turn right into a door. Peter does some facial recognition stuff when the door opens. Inside, we see a group of creatures hard to define. "Ben, these are the Flyfie. W, A, S and D are their names." Peter motions to these four creatures that look like ants, but about a foot tall and have faces. Also, less hands and act like humans. Look like humans mixed with ants. Basically. "Suh." The one named W says. The one named A is playing on a gameboy while the others are playing ping-pong. Seem cool. Peter closes the door and we head to another room. He opens the door and we see a normal looking person. "Hey." I say. He zooms over to me, creating a huge blur. "Interesting, a human being. Is this some sort of joke, I think this is a joke. This is a joke," He talks as fast as he runs. "Bye." 

Next thing I know, we're back in the lobby when I hear BOOM! I turn and see UFO's shooting at the facility. "My god," I hear Peter say. "They have found Area 51!" Someone is blaring over the intercoms over explosions and mass hysteria. I loose Peter and run the opposite direction of crowds of aliens and people when I see the building is quickly being engulfed in flames.