Part 12

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This place was no bookstore. It was like the central intelligence centers you see in movies. People were busily walking throughout the three floors, talking on cell phones and even practicing karate. 

Three floors? I thought. How could such a small building have three floors inside?

Alexas and I wandered to the center of the hub and were greeted by a young woman.

"Hello, I'm agent Hanna and I will be in charge of your training. If you follow me I will give you a quick tour before beginning your training," She recited.

Hanna was very well spoken and seemed like she practiced speaking in front of a mirror.


We followed her out of the entry way and into a hallway with dozens of other hallways branching off. Each and every hallway looked exactly the same. They were all plain white dry-wall with brick arches above every entry way.


"Excuse me, Hanna?" I asked timidly. "How will we ever find our way around?"


"Well," she began. "You will get an interactive map with your supplies so that's very helpful but once your here for a while you just remember."


With that she began the tour.


"To your right is the briefing room. That's where you receive your mission and learn as much about it as you possibly can. If you don't pay attention in there your likely to fail your mission. To your left is the artillery room. That is the second most dangerous room in the whole hub, so don't mess around while your in there"


"Excuse me," I interrupted. "But what is the most dangerous room in the hub?"


Hanna tensed up. "I don't think that's for me to say"


I decided it was best to not ask questions until the very end. Maybe that way I'd stay out of trouble.


Hanna showed us the armor/costume room, the training and practice room, and the library. It seemed to normal to be in such an extraordinary place. I'll ask my grandmother about it later.

"Now," exclaimed Hanna. "Who's ready for their training?!"

Alexas and I were brought into the costume room, measured, given tight body suites in our favorite color camo, and then whisked off to the training courses.

    



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