SomewhereA Chapter by BrynnaW.It had only been a week
since he had hacked into the President’s files. He was still a priority one
criminal but no one had a face to place with the hack so he could walk freely
around the city, for now. To make sure he wasn’t caught, he’d only pay in cash
and he walked everywhere. Walking down the long line of shops and skyscrapers
on the way to his small apartment, Henry stumbled and fell to the ground as an
object struck him. Dazed, he could feel himself being shoved into a car. Was it
possible that he was discovered? Who was it? An engine roared and he pushed
himself up in the leather seat. A thick, black wall separated him from the
driver which struck him as being odd. He hadn’t been in a taxi like this before,
if it was a taxi at all. The sound of the air conditioner suddenly kicking up
made him jump but he soon relaxed as he breathed in deeply. His eyelids began
to feel like heavy weights and a quiet yawn escaped his lips. No, he had to
stay awake… But he felt so comfortable… Henry
couldn’t remember how he got to where he now stood. The entire thing was a hazy
memory that he couldn’t even begin to piece together. A man the same age as him
with sandy blonde hair and a gaunt face gripped his arm in what looked like an
old warehouse with several other people rushing around. The people sat in rows
with old computers throughout the room, the sound of typing echoed throughout
the room as they rapidly searched the news, They seemed to be searching for
something but Henry couldn’t figure out what. Someone was yelling at them like
a general. A woman? In the middle of the warehouse, leaning against a metal
railing behind the people, stood a woman that looked about seventeen or
eighteen wearing a black tank top and cargoes. She was barking out orders but
failed to notice the man next to Henry yelling out to her. “Dagger! Over here,
Dagger!” The man waved and the woman suddenly spun around to face them with a
scowl.
“Ducky! What are you doing here?! Get back to your assignment!” She yelled at
him, failing to notice who stood beside him.
“Bu---”
“Get back to work!”
The man, Ducky, released Henry’s arm and ran off while the woman, or Dagger,
began calling out orders again. Henry stayed where he was and wondered whether
or not he should find the way out but his curiosity was at its peak. He had to
know why they were there, and who ‘they’ were. These people were hacking and he
wanted to know what. Henry tried to get Dagger’s attention but nothing seemed
to work until he said his name. That seemed to get everyone’s
attention.
“Hello? Where the heck am I? My name is Henry Kallen!” He yelled at the top of
his lungs and Dagger spun around with her mouth agape. Whether it be from
surprise or shock from someone yelling at her,
he couldn’t tell.
“Will you shut up?” she snapped with her eyes scanning over everyone’s faces.
They all stopped typing at once, their faces shining with admiration and shock.
“What? I think I deserve a right to know---,” Henry stopped because Dagger
suddenly snatched up his arm, pulling her with him until she jabbed his own arm
backwards at his throat. “I told you
to shut up. These people think you’re dead, they only wish you were alive so
they could get out of here. You don’t exist, okay? These people made you dead,
you see them? They’re covering you because you idiotically posted your name on
your freakin’ hack!” She shook her head, “You have to stay here now.”
She pushed him aside and he stumbled back, his cell phone falling to the floor,
“What the...” He coughed as he gripped his throat, confused.
“Shut up. When you’re here, you’ll be taking orders.” She shoved her way past
him. The people around the warehouse slowly began to type again, one by one
with glances back at Henry. He picked up his phone when she disappeared and saw
that the front screen was illuminating a new message. When he opened it, he
could see that she had texted him directions to an office in the
warehouse. Curious, he thought as he made his way through the
maze of halls which were plain with no sign of direction. Though he was
confused, he managed to find the right way with the directions he had been
given. Then, after about seven minutes, he stood in front of an office labeled
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