Chapter 1

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   The next morning I woke up and pulled my shoes and jacket on. Then made my way to the elevator and descended to the lower levels of the station. From there, I left the building and walked into the dusty town of Lothal.

   This was my daily routine almost everyday. Go into town, steal food, look around, steal again, take a break, explore, steal, and head home.

   First on the list, the most important meal of the day, breakfast. I ran into an alley and peeked my head around the corner to see my target. I began to take off when suddenly a woman's voice stopped me.

"Stop."

I immediately came to a halt and fell flat on my face. I recognized the voice. It was one of the helpful voices in my head. The other voice was a man's. Both of them have helped me survive the streets ever since I was ten years old. I trust them with my life. I never knew why or how they got into my head but am I complaining? No.

"Ok, why do you want me to stop?" I questioned then said, "I kind of need food, ya know."

"Go home."

Go home? What does that mean? There was nothing in my tower expect some of my personal stuff, junk, more junk, and let's not forget the junk collecting dust. That was pretty much it so what else is there unless...

My eyes widen.

"Go home."

This time it was the man's voice.

Now, I realized that the tower could be getting ransacked by salvagers. I began my trek all the way back to the station.

"Go home."

It was still the man's voice.

I'm going! I'm going! I don't need people going through my stuff. I began to run until there was only a couple feet between me and the station. I ducked down behind the the tall, dry grass.

Odd, there was not any sort of vehicle in front or around the station. I guess they could of walked here, it wasn't a long distance from here and the town.

   "Go home," the woman spoke this time.

   "I am home," I told the voice then made my way around the building. I walked over to the back door and picked the lock. Once it was unlocked, I opened the door to see the same station.

My feet silently padded towards the elevator and peeked around the corner to see nothing. I walked over to the pad and held the intercom button. I stayed quiet and listened for any voices that might be talking or noises of rummaging.

   There was nothing. No peep of a voice. No sound of things being moved. There was just silence.

   I scrunched my nose in confusion then decided to go and see what the voices were talking about.

   My finger punched the up button and the doors slid open. I walked in and rummaged through my pockets for a weapon.

    I found a screw, a candy wrapper, and a pin.

   'I guess the screw and pin are useful,' I thought sourly shoving them back into my pockets. I stood to the side as the elevator dinged and the doors opened.

   I peeked inside the room to see it empty. I came out of my hiding spot and walked around the room, searching for a trespasser.

   "Go home," the man's voice said.

   "I am," I muttered still searching for the threat but soon found nothing. What was I looking for? What did the voices want me to find? There was no threat or anything that was of use to be to important.

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