1985

17.20

Dave and Mike exited the cell into the corridor where they are met by a uniform.

'We've been told to get you in the office and you can't go anywhere.' Said the officer.

'There's a terrorist situation of which we have vital information. If you don't get out of our way immediately, you will be responsible for an assault on the very fabric of Oceanic society.' Said Dave, trying to get over the gravity of the situation.

The guard hesitated, froze for too long. Mike pulled Dave by the shoulder and out of the way. He simultaneously leant over him and levelled the uniform with a single punch, shattering the plastiglass of his helmet.

As the uniform hit the floor Dave leant over him to see if he was still alive. As he did so another uniform rounded the corner and seeing the scene opened fire with a submachine gun. Sparks rattled around Dave and Mike, Dave grabbed the downed uniforms weapon and began returning fire. A siren came on and red lights began blaring in the corridor.

'What do we do. There's no explaining this.' said Mike.

'Let's get to the ministry of war, we may be able to clear our names if we prevent the attack we'll be heroes and all will be forgotten.'

'How we going to get there, we can't go up.'

'I may just have the answer, the ministry of war have a show of the latest Big Brother vehicles taking place two floors down.'