Chapter 4

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I walked down the street, looking for the address that was on the back of the envolope "they" gave me last night.
46, 47 , 48, 49 ...
50! That was the place.
It was two story brick house connected to the neighbor, as where all the houses on the street.
But that house stood out.
First of all, in the top right window of the house, lights flashed on and off sparaticly.
Second, wire bundles went out windows and into windows.
I walked up to the door and knocked three times.
It took a second but I heard someone jabbing a key into a lock and jiggling the door knob.
They young man who opened it, compared to me in my thirtys.
He had jet black hair that spike forward in the front. He wore steampunk eske googles and wore a white tank top and jeans.
"Hi! Im Miles!" He siad with a smile as we put his goggles on his forehead apossed to his eyes.
"You must be alec!" He continued. He seemed really energettic and nice than his get up adversized, which would be that he would be cold and unfeeling.
"Come with me" he siad as he turned and walked back inside the house. I followed.
We walked down the hall for a while until he turned towards a door and opened it.
Inside there was a room with book shelves lining the walls, filled with books. It seemed that the amount of bookshelves werent sufficent enough, becuase there were giant piles of books.
In the middle of these books was a young girl with pale skin and red hair. She was reading a large book, bigger than her head, criss cross apple sauce on the floor.
"This is Tamara!" he siad. This caught her attention and she looked up from her book and smiled at me and Miles. Then she went back to reading her book and Miles closed the door.
We went up a flight of stairs and turned towards the door imediately to the left, there was a door which mile opened.
In the room where maps. Maps along the walls , maps layed across the floor, a world map painted on the roof and multiple vases containg rolled up paper which I assumed where more maps.
On a small desk in the corner of the room, studying a small map was a dark haired girl. When she looked up at us i saw that her skin color was a brown that told me she must be indian.
"This is Aadrika, she is our geographical reasearcher" he siad as she gave a small smile to us.
He closed the door and turned directly across the hall to another door and opened it.
This room was double the size of the others and was covered in strange machines and metal plates and bars
" And finally Will, he and I are the Technological researchers, repairers and stratigizers" he siad. Will didnt bother to look up from his goggles and blow torch. He and Miles had similiar cloths on but looked very diffrent physically.
While miles was skinny , lean and a tad pale, Will had darker skin that gave him a central american look. He was also way more muscular than Miles and seemed more foccused.
Miles closed the door and led me to the last room in the hall which was empty
"This is your room" he siad " Welcome to the Labyrinthian Project"

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