READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 2: What Now!
Rohan glanced around, everywhere looked so neat and exquisite. He had never seen a building like this in his life. Rohan took a few steps forward into an aisle, the facility was covered in fine metal and bright lights were hanging from the ceiling. Rohan was lost in awe of the grandness of the building he found himself in.
Rohan heard voices and ducked into hiding, he knew his father had something to do with this facility, but where would he start searching? He was finally in here, now what?
"If you are going to escape, I advise you to do it cleverly." Rohan jumped to the voice of a female behind him. He turned to meet Jenna Hareek, niece of General Damie Hareek. She seemed to be younger than him but looked mature in well-endowed items of clothing and aura. They stared at each other for a while before she spun around to leave.
"You won't seize me?" Rohan managed to ask her. Jenna turned and gave Rohan an-I don't know look. "Who am I to stop a slave from escaping? Try not to follow the front doors," she said.
"I don't want to escape, I found my way here," Rohan said, as he noticed she had a blaster with her, a device used for self-defense. "Look, all I'll tell you is, whether you want to be here or not, here is not safe for non-elites." She replied, walking away into the hallway.
"Find him, search everywhere!" Rohan looked terrified as he heard Caperon's voice echoing through the empty halls.
He looked desperately at Jenna, "I'm a little bit confused, can you please tell me which place is which?"
"Wait, were you the one who paid for a ticket, but you weren't let in?" She asked him. Rohan nodded in confirmation. "Alright, follow me." She led Rohan through the incredibly built facility. He could see large spacious rooms with special uniformed people pacing around. The building was connected like a maze and every hallway looked alike to Rohan. He noticed Jenna was avoiding contact with any personnel and she was taking empty hallways.
"So where exactly do you want to go? The Capone? Armory? The portal? You know you paid to be here?" She took a side glance at Rohan. He noticed her green eyes dazzling under her silk-brown hair. "I, um, is there anywhere I could learn about the history of the E O S I S?" Rohan asked.
"History?"Jenna turned, "Who exactly are you? Some kind of spy?" She asked him squinting her eyes.
"Spy? No- No, I'm not a spy" Rohan said defensively as he noticed her hand move close to the blaster.
"Don't play games with me, what's your name and clan?"Jenna asked him.
"I'm Rohan, from the Hols, please I'm not a spy, I came here for answers, please." Rohan pleaded. Jenna stared at him in the same stunning way Captain Lirk had earlier.
"Here take this" She quickly handed him her blaster, "Take the closest right turn, there's an elevator, 19th floor, two adjoining rooms at the close, I say, you be quick as you can." She walked quickly back from where they came, "Go!"
Rohan didn't understand what just happened, it all went too fast, he looked at the weapon that had been dropped in his hand, "And how do I handle this?!" Rohan yelled in a query, but the brown-haired had disappeared.
"Oh great! Just great!" He muttered. Now I'm scared and also nervous, Rohan thought. And what the hell was she so troubled about? "Right turn, the nineteenth floor" he recited as he started towards a turn he could see.
He walked slowly before he quickened up, concealing the blaster underneath his shirt. Where the hell's the goddamn elevator! He thought. He felt sweat trickling down his spine, he was hot though the whole place was air-conditioned. Rohan spotted an elevator from afar, he felt himself run, thirty feet away from the elevator, and he heard it ding. Rohan felt his heart skip, he was going to be caught for sure, he thought. At the last second, he dove into a corner scraping his elbow.
The elevator emptied itself revealing a group of individuals, Rohan could identify some familiar faces, really, really familiar faces. They were all dressed roughly and unkept, with a taming collar on their necks, grouped in lines, ordered by one formally dressed officer. Rohan realized they were all non-elites, denizens of the same class as him. They all came as volunteers into the Sumarick Portal hoping to be granted pardon by the Captain to uplift their status and state of living.
Rohan recognized a familiar face, one he had known since childhood. In the group was Rohan's best friend, Allison Ham. Allison had told Rohan he was thinking of volunteering, but Rohan never thought he was serious.
"Psst... Allison" Rohan whispered.
Allison turned, "Roe? What the hell are you doing here?" Allison asked quietly as the group walked past Rohan. "Get the hell out, they're gonna kill you, Roe!"
"How many times will I say be quiet!?" The officer roared and with a swing, he hit Allison hard on the head. Allison dropped to the floor and cried in pain, the officer swung a few more hits to his back with a chained baton. Girls and women in the group were bawling and weeping, agitating the officer even more, and he started to beat other slaves. One of the women knelt to Rohan, "Please, save us, they don't want to help, they'll kill us all, please." With a swift move of his eyes, the officer spotted Rohan crouched in the corner.
"Who the hell are you?" He reached for his baton. It all flashed before Rohan's eyes, it was just like every other day in the common streets of the nation. The privileged take advantage of the weakness of the poor. They always felt they could do anything to them, castigating them, extorting money from them, killing them, enslaving them. The only way you could survive as an indigent in the Nile nation was if you were skilled, a priced female, or you were living so far away in hardly inhabitable areas. Right now, this officer felt on top of the world, he knew he could do anything to them and get away with it, but Rohan would not let that happen, never.
Rohan has always loved to help people, he took the Under Streets as his home and he never wanted anything to do with the flawless privileged citizens. But since his mother's captivity, his hatred for them increased ten times.
"Are you deaf or something?" The officer shouted, "Get up! Where's your collar?"
Rohan got to his feet his eyes settled on his friend who was weeping in pain. He felt a rush of anger move through him. The officer charged forward and grabbed Rohan by the neck,
"The cat got your tongue?" He mocked as he tried to strangle Rohan. It was too late for him to notice as Rohan pulled out the yellow and black weapon from underneath and with a scream, the officer dropped to the floor with a hole in his stomach.