Execution (4)

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"Any metals?"

"No."

"Anything in your pockets?"

"No."

"Okay, please walk through this gate."

Jake as passing the security check outside the Great Hall. In a while he would go to the janitors closet, and get the access card.

"Enjoy your visit!"

"Thanks." Jake was finally in the Great Hall. He turned around to see some guards tapping their card on card readers right beside the security check. There was no way he would do that with Mr. Samuel's card. He would get caught in the matter of seconds.

He walked in and around the Great Hall, trying to find another exit that he could use. He finally found one directly east in relation to the main gantries, exactly where the vent was. Finally something went right for him.

Trying to memorise that location, he went back into the Hall and went straight for the toilets. It was he only place without security cameras. Jake pulled out the rod in his shoe and realized that the janitors closet was just opposite of him. How lovely. It seemed as if it was his lucky day.

Picking the lock was way hard. The keyhole was 2 times as deep, thus he had to push 2 times as many pins as normal, but he finally got it. Jake walked in and browsed through the different uniforms, and found Mr. Samuel's one.

He ripped off the access card and put it in his pocket. The access card protruded out from his horribly shallow pocket.

"Crap." He murmured to himself. He held the card, and sprinted to the yard. Where he laid it down on the ground, and covered it with mud. He memorized the surroundings and left it there to get the crowbar.

There it laid, he crowbar. The key to the truth. Jake stuffed it in his pocket and went back to where the card is. Suddenly he heard a large commotion. Guards had left their stand and ran to the center of the hall. It was his time to go.

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