“We, are the government,” He claimed, pointing to 6 Men who looked almost identical “A team of tactically trained specialists, formed to make sure tax is paid in Omega Sector.”
Rick looked at him, staring into his cold eyes, “My Grandparents always pay tax, they’re not bad people.”
The man grinned, “That’s what you think, Now to find your accommodations, you will be assigned to cell-” He coughed, “-I mean room, 16, take the 2nd Turn on the left and head 3 doors down.”

Rick shrugged reluctantly, followed by a sigh. “Whatever.”
He was still dumbfounded by the situation as a whole, although he decided to go and find his room, or cell.
He followed the route the man had told him to go, 2nd left turn, 3 doors down.
After following the directions accurately he was stood in front of a shiny titanium door, the number 16 engraved into it.
Opening the door cautiously, peeking through, he noticed that the room was empty, as in near bare, except for a small safe labelled personal belongings in the bottom right corner of the room.

Rick looked puzzled.. How could he possibly live here if he had nowhere to sleep, he questioned himself mentally. The man from the door came in and answered his questions. “Sorry for the bareness of the room,” He said “We’d have made it a lot cosier if everyone paid taxes and we had enough money to support the building.”
Rick looked him straight in the eye, the man was not the kind of person Rick liked to associate with, a strange aura oozed from him creating distrust between Rick and him.

The man continued, “Although I’m sure Granny and Papa won’t mind if you go to their house and borrow a few of their belongings.” His mouth spread, creating a smug grin ear to ear.
Although sarcastic, the idea proved to be the best way possible for Rick to make any kind of living down here at the bottom of the Tower.
He headed over to his Grandparents house speedily. The door of the house remained open, it was as if the house was being constantly entered and exited.

Rick ran up the stairs and headed over to the guest room. Every drawer in the oak-wood chest opened, the contents of each on the floor, as if someone had searched them vigorously. The mattress removed from the bed, as if it had been searched on top and underneath. What could his Grandparents possibly be hiding?
Rick folded the guest bed up, luckily it was on wheels making it a lot easier to transport it from the house to the HQ without any particular effort.

He entered his Grandparents room, the same thing had been done here as in the guest room. Rick reminisced, thinking back to when he was a child. His grandfather would always buy him a packet of chewy toffees and hide them in-between two red books on the book shelf, for some reason Rick felt a weird urge to look there, but not for chewy toffee. He did so, only to find a brown paper envelope containing several confidential documents.

The documents were all titled; “Omega Sector, Project XI”
Rick inspected them thoroughly, one being a picture of a strange clear box with a control panel at the front, another reading:

“Project XI

Dear sir,
You will be glad to know that the progress with Project XI has been tremendous, we have now fixed the major bugs and it should be fully operational by the 18th of October.
As I’m sure you all know, we lack one material to finish the project, which, as we all know, is locked away deep within the HQ”

Rick continued to flick through the documents, noticing a map of the headquarters.
He saw his room, his name scribbled onto it.. He continued to inspect.
It was quite evident that a room on the very right of the building was of most interest to whoever these documents belonged to. A small rectangular room was highlighted – labelled “Unfinished”.

Rick smirked to himself. Tonight, when everyone was asleep in the HQ, Rick planned to go to the room, known as Unfinished, and investigate the missing material, for his Granddad’s sake. After all, it was his Grandparents’ safety at risk here.

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~Mittens.

PS: Look out for Part 3, tomorrow – probably.