World Hacked

Chapter 2: Unidentified(Part 2)

   Turning the passport the other way, he looked for other signs or possible clues that would lead him to the boy; Lucas.

   What he found was only the makers: Property of the WC Architectural Comitee which most likely constructed the ID, and the currency as well as expiration date and other irrelevant information to locating him.

   But the code, maybe it was a clue to finding him. Hopefully this card could somehow track him.

   Taking one last look at the ID for any additional piece of information he might have missed, Jey begins heading over to the police department which, according to the digital city map, was just about the only building actually working in the middle of all that had happened thus far.

   In getting there, he starts looking around hoping to still find Lucas somewhere.

   Jey notices that the residents have already begun to disocupy the street and head back to their homes, probably tired or afraid of other possible casualties.

   He also starts to realize just how beautiful a city this was.

   The houses were wonderfully crafted with occasional fountains or pools, curved stairs, and colored brightly with beautiful green lawns decorated in each side of trimmed bushes and white benches.

   The streets and sidewalks were well maintained with few or no vehicles on the road and the trains drove ceaselessly over flawlessly white rails above the city and through stations.

//Stations: One of the higher floors in some buildings dedicated to train repairs and refuel, they have a big opening for passing trains by which the railroad trespasses.//

   The buildings which weren't too far were also astonishing packed with see through elevators and unique designs.
Some were even connected by long bridges made of metal and closed off by glass, adopting a rectangular shape.

   In the center of them all was an immense facility. No one knew what it was for or why it was built there of all places.

   Back in starlight city there were rumors of so said facility, it was believed that once inside there was no return. That many of those who either offered themselves for research or were forced into it, disappeared without a trace.

   That, if any, was one of the few places on Earth Jey feared. And this one may have as well been number one in his list.

   Choosing not to think about it any further he kept moving.
Already he could see a police department not too far. The lights were on and with few cars around.

   Standing near the front was a chubby man with a black and blue police hat, along with a brown mustache which he wore proudly.

   His figure was funny looking, but Jey could easily perceive the man to be straight faced and very serious about his job from just a glance.

   The man had already noticed Jey's presence and was looking straight at him. His bushy eyebrows pressed against those rounded eyes of his and arms crossed as if preparing to send him away.

   Jey cautiously made his way towards the man who still held a face of distrust.

   "Hi, my name is Jey and I have an item I need checked."

   "Come with me." replied the officer opening one of two glass doors, and then continued "What is your full name boy?"

   "Jey Bancroft, sir."

   "Bancroft huh?" the officer's mammoth hand, which was locked on Jey's arm, hardened.

   Trying to suppress the pain, Jey continued "Yes sir, that's right."