December 32nd (In Progress)

Chapter 9- The Beginning - 30th December

I waited in the waiting room. I was dead silent. I was thinking about the other night. How Shaun's assistant came to the flat, how my dad shouted her out, and then how my dad shouted me out. I remember him saying things like "Your worthless", and "Go. Go murder or be murdered. And if you do get shot in the head. Then go rot in hell. Now go to hell." It was so unlike my Dad to do that. He left me after that. That's how I got here.

There were lots of these meetings going on all over the world right now. America, Russia, France, Spain, Germany to name a few. They are probably all happening to the same kind of people. Scared, excited, and all asking one thing."why?" Why would they do this. Why me. They all sound different. But inside, they are the same.

My thinking was interrupted as the assistant from the other night opened the door and said "Mr. Ridgerton, We will see you now."

The room that we entered was very large. The walls were painted black. The windows were without glass, the room was bare apart from a large desk with three lamps on it in the center of the room. One side was full of people and the other had no one on it. There were signs displaying what roles the people had. I sat down in the center of the empty side and observe their roles. On either side. There were just people writing down notes and observing the meeting. Next to them were two advisors. One on were to set up camp and how to survive, and one on weapons and how to use them. In the center was the assistant wearing the same clothes as yesterday. She then said to me "Mr Ridgerton. We have a proposition for you."