Shannon’s POVI look at my phone to check if the address that Milly sent me is the same place where I am standing right now. My eyes are full of amusement as I look at the huge and grandeur tower of a building in front of me. I am currently at the entrance of Velican, a known lavish condominium in Huxley.
“I don’t think this is the place,” I whisper to myself. I can’t believe that I am inside Messier 58, a messier that is only accessible to the upper classes such as elites, eriles, plutocrats, councils and the president. Now it makes sense why Milly gave me a golden badge yesterday, because I wouldn’t be able to go past the sentinel of the main gate of Messier 59.
I scan the area and see some bystanders that eye me curiously. Of course the scene will be very foreign for them, I just arrived in this area without a car nor a fetcher. There are still buses inside this messier, but I think they seldom see someone going inside the Velican that walked out from a bus.
I am not really convinced that this is where Milly wants me to stay for the whole semester. I am very vocal to her about my hostility with the upper class.
I immediately called her to confirm my confusion. “‘Sup, Rei! Have you arrived safely?” she asks me.
“Milly, what is this? Why am I in Messier 58 right now?” I ask her in an unamused voice.
“I know you don’t want to associate yourself with the upper class, Rei, but we have no choice right now. Don’t worry, your new home is a vacant unit of my cousin. No one lives there so you won’t encounter any elites!” she convincingly explains.
I sigh. I don’t want to accept it, but I know she’s right. I don’t have the right to be choosy and to demand right now. I try to cheer myself up. I’ll just have to bear it for four months, I think I can do that. “Fine, but remember to visit me here.”
“I’ll try to borrow a golden badge soon. Sorry I can’t help you in arranging your things.” A hint of sadness layers her voice.
“I’m cool, I don’t have a lot of things anyway. I’ll call you later, Milly,” I say before hanging up. After three deep breaths, I begin walking inside the building.
The marble flooring quickly welcomes me and the big chandelier on the high ceiling greets my presence. The classic interior of renaissance architectural design on the lobby area didn’t fail to amaze me. It’s been so long since I saw this kind of interior design because almost every establishment nowadays has a modern style. This is kinda fresh for me. I think this design also highlighted the splendor aura of the whole condo. It makes me wonder if the unit I’ll be staying in have the same vibe with the interior and exterior of the building.
I swipe the ID card that Milly gave me into the card censor of the elevator. I was startled when the elevator suddenly lit up.
"Welcome, Neron Brooks."
I automatically gear myself with my fist and get into a battle position. I scan the elevator without moving.
"Going to the top floor. Do you want some music, your majesty?"
I heave a sigh when I see that the lady, who's talking, is just a hologram. Should I speak? But I'm not Neron. Is this a voice command? What if I get arrested? I create countless scenarios in my mind, the pros and cons if I speak. After a minute of thinking, I decide not to speak.
"Top floor, the great penthouse. Enjoy, your majesty."
I roll my eyes as I hear what the hologram said. Your majesty my ass. Why do elites love special treatments? I can't believe Milly's cousin has his own elevator in this building. I didn’t have to press any floor button because the elevator automatically recognized my floor number because of the card.
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The Anonymous
Mystery / ThrillerA bunch of college students want to expose the dirty secrets of the government. Fortunately for them, the famous hacker group, The Anonymous, is on their side ...or are they?