Sky City Wars

A Date

Harold woke up and looked at his alarm clock which was going off. He pressed the button and sat up. He got dressed and grabbed the landline. He looked at the card and dialed the number. "Hello, this is Jenny, how may I help you?" Asked Jenny. "Jenny, hey, it's me, Harold, Harold Moore." Said Harold. "Oh good morning Harold." Said Jenny. "I was wondering what time you get off from work at the clothes store." Said Harold. "Four PM. Where do you want to meet?" Asked Jenny. "I'll be there." Said Harold. "Fancy or casual?" Asked Jenny. "Fancy." Said Harold. "Okay, see you then." Said Jenny hanging up. Harold jumped up and smiled. He ran down the hall and down the stairs. 

Jenny set the phone down and sighed. She smiled and looked in the mirror. "Fancy hmm. What is here in this store." Said Jenny. A dress popped out of the wall and Jenny caught it. "Perfect. Thank you Malory." Said Jenny. "That is my job." Said Malory. 

Harold sat down at the table. "You seem excited." Said Jorge pouring a cup of coffee. "I am." Said Harold taking a sip. "What is making you happy?" Asked Jorge. "Jenny and I have a date tonight." Said Harold. "Jenny from the clothes store?" Asked Jorge. "Yes that one." Said Harold. 

"Ah you two will be perfect for each other." Said Jorge. "Thank you." Said Harold. "Come with me." Said Jorge. Harold stood up and followed Jorge to the car. "Where are we going?" Asked Harold. "Your office." Said Jorge as he drove out of the driveway and towards the tallest building in downtown. "That is my office?" Asked Harold. "Ours." Said Jorge. "Ours?" Asked Harold. "Yes, I am the Co-owner of Sik-Enterprises." Said Jorge laughing. "Wow, how do I not remember?" Asked Harold. "You are the past Harold." Said Jorge. "I thought I died." Said Harold. "You never died. You were thrown into a cryogenic chamber along with other figures in your time and you kept your business up." Said Jorge. "So where is the me that you froze. I am from the past." Said Harold. "That is the thing. You coming to here messed up the you here and he disappeared." Said Jorge. 

"So you want me to stay and live the rest of my days here?" Asked Harold. "Very much so." Said Jorge. "Well my son and best friend left me for dead. So I'll stay." Said Harold. "Good choice. You won't regret it." Said Jorge pulling into a parking spot. "What floor are we on?" Asked Harold. "Every floor. This building is Sik-Enterprises." Said Jorge. "The whole building?" Asked Harold. "Yup and we get full key card access to every part of the building, one we built it and two we own it." Said Jorge as they walked through the security gates and towards the elevators. 

The elevator dinged and they climbed in. They were shot up to the top floor in seconds. "That is fast." Said Harold. "It is very efficient too." Said Jorge walking out the elevator. "Even though you build the robot industry, all of our workers are all human except for the printer, hologram, computers, and anything electronic." Said Jorge laughing. "Makes sense." Said Harold as they walked through the office. "Where is our offices?" Asked Harold. "Across the building. We have our own personal elevator." Said Jorge. "We do?" Asked Harold. "Yes. We are in the penthouse offices. You, me, the chief of design, general manager, sales manager, and of course the meeting room." Said Jorge. They next elevator dinged and they went up one floor. 

They walked into a spacious hallway that had wooden doors down the hall. "Well which office is mine?" Asked Harold. "At the very end, biggest, greatest view of the barren Mars land and I'm next to you, there is a secret door leading into my office." Said Jorge. "Wow, why?" Asked Harold. "You have secret tunnels to every room." Said Jorge. "That is amazing." Said Harold. 

Jorge opened the door and Harold walked in. "You can find your way around here, you did design it. I'll be in my office." Said Jorge closing the door behind him. 

Harold walked over to the desk and picked up a manila packet. he opened it and dumped the contents onto the desk. There was a driver's license, car keys, house keys, a carry license, key card, paper with usernames and passwords, a list of addresses and names, and a wallet. Harold took the keys and put them in his pocket he then flipped through the wallet and saw a few hundred dollars and then stuck that in his pocket. He grabbed the lists and put them in his suit jacket pocket. He sat down at his desk and reached under the left side. There was a pistol he grabbed and checked. 

There was a knock on the door and it opened up. A girl walked in and stood in front of Harold. "May I help you?" Asked Harold. "Yes, I'm your secretary, Juliana." Said Juliana. "Yes, sorry. Just got here." Said Harold. "Yes I know, Jorge told me." Said Juliana. "So what do you need?" Asked Harold. "Here is your schedule for the day. First you have a meeting in thirty minutes, then lunch with Doug, the sales manager. Then after lunch Susan wants to meet up with you in the labs in the basement to talk about the next robot and its design." Said Juliana. "Sounds good, thank you." Said Harold. "My absolute pleasure." Said Juliana walking out the door. 

Harold looked at the schedule and started to walk out the door. He bumped into Jorge at the elevator. "Meeting isn't for another twenty seven minutes." Said Jorge. "I know, I just want to go see the next robot design." Said Harold. "They are even more lifelike than your first design." Said Jorge. "How so?" Asked Harold. "Go see Susan after lunch, I mean you two already have a meeting set up." Said Jorge. "True." Said Harold. "If I were you I'd go to the history level and look all through all the things the business has done since your time gone." Said Jorge.