2024-10-21 15:03:39POV. Hassan.
Hassan surveyed his room in distaste. He hated the whitewashed wall and spartan setting. "It made him feel like he was in a psychiatrist hospital. Most of all, he hated the kadrans and the institute. He had been sent to the archaeology department to work for a week when he first arrived. He helped group ancient fossils according to their era and research on different cultures for the department. Evidently, the kadrans were interested in knowing their different colonies and they did so with meticulous thoroughness. He had not seen Advisor Thadron again since he was sent to the institute, he was scared for Fatima, he didn't want her in the crazy institute. They were trying to make killers out of them. "something Fatima clearly could not be. He has been monitoring the notice board and had finally seen her name in the Earth section the day before yesterday. He had released all his pent up rang on a kadran boy in Master Yedder's training class this morning and it felt good. Master Yedder had tried teaching them stance and kicks. "He had almost laughed out while training. He was an accomplished flighter and had taken Taekwondo classes on the streets of Tudun wada. The exam too had been a simple matter, he had solved the questions easily before the time had elapsed. There was nothing challenging in the lessons yet. The imagination of samba sprawled on the floor among the Naira bills had hunted him every night since he came here. Different variations of the events played out on different days but always the same dream. If only he had worked it out sooner, maybe Sambo would still be alive, he reasoned. The other trainees from Earth had tried warming up to him; an American and Japanese guy, he had pushed them away. He wanted to be left alone in his thoughts. He was planning on how to get to Fatima and didn't want distractions. He had reasoned it out for a long time and concluded that he'll have to pose as a guard if the plan was to work. "He already had an escaped plan in his head but that was for later. He needed to know first if she was alright. He had studied the guards and their shifts. One of them, a Martian had a similar body build to him and liked sleeping. "It was a simple matter of spiking his drink with a drug he had stolen from the infirmary when he had faked being sick two days ago. He had planned everything to the last detail and was now waiting for the time to reach 6:50 pm. He nodded in satisfaction and sprang in to his feet when he heard his wrist watch deep, he had only 10 minutes. He walked confidently to the guard room knowing that it was only his target that was there still sleeping from the drug." He quickly undressed him and put on his clothes. He felt awkward in them, the armor felt heavy on him and slow him down. He put on the helmet and grabbed the sword. The girls dormitory was suitable in another building adjecent to boys own. He saluted the other guards on his way in, the guard he was impersonating was a low ranking soldier. "He climbed the steps to the dormitory slowly weighted down by the armor. Then he heard alarms coming from the boys dormitory. A group of soldiers ran out from the building, one of them saw him and pointed him out to his colleagues. They've found him already, he thought, as he threw the heavy armor on the floor abd ran. His heart was pounding. Someone had found the naked guard, he should have hidden him, the kadrans had no mercy, he was so stupid, he berated himself as he ran into the girls dormitory. He cornered into the left wing of the building where he knew less guards will be. The main dormitory would be drimming with guards now on alert for him. The place was very dark he heard footsteps in front. He tried to go back the way he came from but he also saw soldiers heading towards him. This was the end, he thought, he was defenseless as he had throw away the armor and sword earlier on. His mind flashed back to different events in his life leading to this moment. At least, he thought grimly, he would soon join Sambo. He felt a huge hairy hand reached out to him in the darkness and clamped his mouth shut. He raised his hand reflexively to grab the assailant but the person grabbed both of his hands with his free hand and held it in a vice. "He struggled feebly as he was dragged backwards. He heard feet of the soldiers as the two groups met themselves, After they ascertained that he wasn't there, they went back. The person holding him removed his hand from his mouth and released his hands. He looked back, it was too dark too see anything. The person switched on a flashedlight. As light flooded the dark room, Hassan saw a familiar face smiling down at him.
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