I’ve posted before snippets from my work code-named “Hurricane” (I don’t really have code names, but work-in-progress-I’ll-title-better-later names, but code-named sounds better!). Here’s two versions, one in the original 3rd person and one in the 1st person.
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I wasn’t standing in the Oval Office when it happened. Those upper echelons don’t know I exist. Didn’t, I mean.
I bet it was quite a shock, though – a hologram appearing out of nowhere just to the right of the Resolute desk? I would have loved to have seen the expressions on their faces. Did they think it a prank? Did they disbelieve their eyes for a split second?
You know bureaucrats. It took them way too long to figure out it was real – the message and the alien.
If the figure hadn’t been dressed in high fashion – as in Milan – would it have been so incongruous?