He grabbed his coat and walked with her out from the room.
The same moment he left the room they were followed by guards.
�Dont you ever feel trapped in all this?� she ask silent.
�Sometimes�,he said looking down.
�Oh I�m sorry�,she said, as she saw he was going a bit sad.
�Nah... dont feel sorry� he said.
He led her to the end of the corridor to the emergency exit.
�Where are we going Michael?�,she asked as she got a bit exited.
�I told it was a suprise�,he giggeld.
They walked down a very long stair.. and then he opend another door and they ran out in the rain.
�We�ll have to wait here a little�he said.  
In a couple of seconds Janes dress and jacket was sulking wet.
�Oh..�he said as he took of his coat.�I think I�m forgething my duty as a gentelman�
He wraped the coat around her schoulders and smiled a bit blushing.
The car finaly arrived, yet another guard came out and gave the keys to Michael.
She got in the car next to him.
He drove out of town to what look like a slum area, he stopped the car, they got out in
front of  what look like an old movie teather.
He ran in side with her...it was warm and dry inside the theather.
�Wait here�,he said and ran away.
The Reporter
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