Chapter 1 - 'Beginning.'

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After a group of feint whispers spoke out "Lee, Andrew, Stephen and Sarah.." and thunderous strikes, a suspicious character arose from their bed and yawned deeply. A masculine voice slowly spoke "Good riddance! What an awful amount of noise, you could at least be quiet! " The man was able to eventually return to his slumber.

In the morning,
The familiar man traversed down his stairs and appeared in the kitchen brewing a coffee. He then took a glance at his clock, which was mounted on the wall, "Blimey! Is that the time? I have to get to work!" The man swept up his coat and covered his body in a brown, silk raincoat; he also covered his feet in his well polished black boots. He then rushed into a gross grey textured building with blue stripes plastered on top and spoke once more, "Captain! I'm sorry I'm late!"

The Captain immediately added the man to the conversation,"Ah Rupert! Nice to see you 20 minutes late to your shift!" Rupert scratched his head and apologized,"I'm sorry! I had issues trying to sleep.." The Captain kept a skeptical glare towards Rupert, but eventually he slid a red stool underneath Rupert's legs,"Normally I would've been mad that you missed out on the investigation about The God fanatics, but I guess I'll let it slide for now" He quietly chuckled to himself, Rupert nodded and stepped over to a drawer filled with cups and cutlery, he grasped a cup and brought it down. Afterwards he activated the coffee machine and poured the coffee into his cup.

Meanwhile,
The Captain made a phone-call to his Lieutenant, "Hello Lieutenant, I'm led to believe we have our suspect, the one that destroyed sector 12.." The Lieutenant enthusiasticly spoke back, "Who would be the main suspect?" The Lieutenant said intrigued, The Captain lowered his voice and told revealed his suspect,"Well I believe it to be Rupert Prowley. " The Lieutenant chuckled slightly,"You seem keen to point fingers with zero evidence, I'll pass it along."

Rupert was laying in an armchair holding an empty coffee as he gazed outside the windo, admiring the people walking past. And without even realizing, he fell asleep, but was awoken to the sounds of hushed conversation and sudden yelling. Rupert yawned and slowly adjusted his eyes,"What's happening here?!" The Captain and Lieutenant towered over him with spite in their eyes and soon the Lieutenant growled, "We have suspicion that you committed the massacre of Sector 12" Rupert stuttered over his words,"N-no! You must be greatly misunderstood! I've barely left my house in the past few days! I've proven my loyalty to the people!"

The Captain grasped his sleeve and raised him up, "That sounds awfully suspicious don't ya think?", it was obvious he was lying through his teeth. Then the Captain cuffed up Rupert and brought him to 'Vailen Correctional Facility'.

When Rupert got thrown into the Captain's car, he pleaded his innocence for the entire 15 minute journey. The Captain kept ignoring him though, he didn't care about the truth.

Once they arrived,
Rupert was forced to hand in any belongings and wear the inmate outfit (which was a black jumpsuit). And a few minutes later, he got thrown into his prison cell, a yellowy-white painted cage with electrical wired lasers ensuring his capture, the lasers were held in place rusted and unsafe bolts.  The Captain pranced away proudly. Rupert was panting heavily and sweating, ""W-wait! I don't belong here! Dammit, there's no point in yelling anymore. Gods, I need to escape! But how...?" Rupert looked around his cell, noticing the loose bolts.

He began twisting them, continuously struggling to get a good grip. He then lightly ripped off the support from its hinges, watching the lasers power down. He then crept ever so slightly away from the cell,  already planning his route out of there.

The building's alarms blared and bright red lights flashed, he could only run and pray now. The Prison Keeper watched Rupert run past him and tried to chase him, but Rupert was fairly agile for his age, it seems like G.P.F. boot camp was useful after all.

Rupert slid across the dirt, crouched low to the ground and slid into a small hole. He struggled to calm his breathing as he watched a small army of G.P.F officers run straight past where he was hiding.

He got away safely, but he knows they'll keep searching for him.

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