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Inside, a tallish man looks carefully over a screen with a picture on it in a dark room. He mumbles something to himself and the screen turns black.
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Back outside, the boy slinks to the side of the white sided building, and he kicks a steel grate. It falls into the vent it was shielding and the boy pulls it out. He lays it off to the side as he crawls into to the over-big ventilation shaft.
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The tall man pulls on a white lab coat and leaves the room; he is stopped for a moment by some other guys in white lab coats, but is soon walking down a long corridor. A sly smile forms on his face, his heart filling with hopes and expectations.
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The boy looks down through the mesh of a grate, he is still in the ventilation shaft, which is overhead most of the rooms in the building. His long sleeves on his shirt get in his way a little as he opens the grate up. He jumps nimbly to the floor. Standing up, he peers cautiously around the room, seeing if anyone else happened to be in there with him. There is no one and he continues what he was doing before. The room is metallic, like most of the rooms, and has a large screen on one side. Slinking over to it, the boy looks up at the screen which is about as wide as his arms stretched out and goes from his knees up to around half a foot above his head. He presses a button located under the screen.
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The man turns a corner, and enters a room. This room is quite a bit smaller than the others, with 4 rows of 4 small TVs. The man presses a button and one screen lights up and shows a live view of a different room, he presses the button again and again until the screen shows a room with the boy in it. “I have you now.” The man whispers.
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The boy presses a few more buttons then searches the room. He finds many items, but only 2 things he takes. A piece of paper with various data on it, and a vile filled with a clear liquid. He does another search, to make sure nothing of interest was missed.
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The man hurries down the hall, 3 other men in white lab coats following behind. “He’s in Room 224.” The man said back to his comrades.
“224?” One asked, “What’s he doing in-“
“What do you think he’s doing?! He’s doing what he always does! But this time we’ll catch him.” The taller man balled his hand into a fist in front of his face to emphasize his point.
“Now hurry! We must get him before he leaves!”
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The boy shook the vile of clear liquid, and watched it slosh around in it’s container. Idiot. Leaving things like this in such an open room. No wonder you haven’t caught me yet. You take no precautions. He smiles.
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“Here.” The man whispers and points at a door with 224 written on a piece of metal above it. He swiftly opens the door and the other 3 jump in and hold up miniature tasers, one shouts
“Stop right where you-“ Then he stops, “Are?” He turns, “Boss! He’s not in here!”
“What?!” the man yells and he looks in the room, “How the hell is he that fast?!”
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Outside, the boy runs for the trees, the piece of paper folded neatly in his pocket and the vile stuck safely in his shirt. Better luck next time, doctor.
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So there you go, that's the prologue to one of the novels I'm writing. I'd love some nice critique on any thing that should be changed or edited, or if anyone would actually like to read this book.
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