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I paced back and forth through the hallway. My moyo was beating almost out of my chest. A thousand thoughts raced through my head. I had finally figured it out. The symbols on their costume, they actually meant something. My guess was that they were heroes, they didn't seem to be looking for a fight, but there just happened to be one. Also, after Zero had Jocelyn come pick us up, there was a whole news ripoti about how some guy named Bane had robbed a bank.
But I couldn't tell Miles, he'd just blab about it to everyone, and that wouldn't be good because this mission was supposed to be juu secret. And I couldn't tell Zero until I had proof, if I didn't, he would moto me. I glanced at my wristwatch, 10:15 pm. I wasn't even tired.
The large door with the 'Authorized Personnel' sign opened just a crack, and Zach, the lab techie, slipped out. His glasses were large and circular, and the pocket of his lab kanzu, koti was lined perfectly with all sorts of gizmos. "Are they awake?" I alisema calmly. He looked away. "Well can I see them?" I tried to walk kwa him into the lab, but his hand immediately shot out, blocking my way. "Authorized personnel only." He alisema in a stern voice. "But-" He cut me off. "Authorized personnel only." He repeated. "This is ridiculous!" I said, and pushed him out of the way and walked in. Before he could get security, I hacked into the system, locked all doors, and cut off every way of getting to me in the lab. My eyes widened in disbelief, and I gasped. They were all there, screaming in pain. Why didn't I notice this when I first walked in?! They were connected to some kind of machine, it was cracking with electricity. My first instinct was to run, to run and leave. But I fought the urge and ran to the control board. It was just hundreds of buttons. There was a blue one to my left labeled 'Virtual Energizer'. I slammed my fist down on it. As if it was one of those hero-action movies, the machine came to a halt. A sigh of relief came from the group. They were still strapped in. "Oh look! Its the unwelcome wagon!" alisema a teen wearing a bright yellow and machungwa, chungwa suit. I laughed quietly, even though it wasn't funny. "Yeah, I'm sorry about....before. I just need some answers."