A couple of weeks had passed since TRP told the residents that they were sending a team to figure out how deadly the "sickness" was and hopefully find a cure. While this was a lie, just as the sickness had been, they were still playing into the facade that it wasn't. All the while, everyone believed that Jason Abbey was the one trying to restore connection to the outside world. In reality, he is actually doing the complete opposite. By using his hacking abilities, he is able to skew the service making it impossible for anyone in town to connect to anyone outside of Lake Grimstone.Â
The go ahead was given and the loud speakers placed in the town let out a high pitch screech before Elliot Beulan, one of the main Council members, began speaking. "We apologize for the delay in information, everyone, but it's growing harder and harder to figure out what is going on outside of this compound. We have recently lost our team due to the sickness and considering the lethality of the Super Flu, we've decided to keep you all here until we can find a cure.Â
âAgain, we apologize for the delay. We will be working around the clock in order to find a cure and help you all adjust back into the outside world once all is taken care of." The lie rolled off the tongue and he smiled as he turned off the speaker and walked away from the desk.Â
Once the announcement was finished, silence filled the air as the information that was just given began to sink into the resident's minds.
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???:Â The time has finally come and we know you all are ready for it. We will unlock the doors and then we will take down the government. However means necessary.
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ââRevolutions are not done: They arriveâ and this revolution has arrived, we are The Rising Power and we are here to free you from the hands of those that look to control you.â
Lindsey tapped her short nails on the wood table as she waited patiently for the government employee to walk into the home they had placed her in. She already knew the inâs and outâs of the Government in Lake Grimstone, considering they had employed her as a guard and she had been given intel from the members of her organization. It was silly of the government to have employed her, really, but they knew nothing of why she had really came to the town.
A smile spread on her lips when she glanced around the kitchen. A sign on the far wall announced the rules of the kitchen and and there were even beverages and food in the refrigerator. She almost couldnât believe that the Government had put her, and the others in her team, under house arrest. It amused her that they didnât seem to be threatened by them. She found it even more amusing that they thought that being in a house would stop them from doing anything. Lindsey couldnât wait to prove them wrong.
Her dark blue eyes flickered to the door knob that was now turning at the front door. She sat up straight, her hands in her lap, as she watched the man walk into the house. He was tall, big built, with blonde hair and glasses. She knew who he was but only from intel she had access to. Technically, Lindsey had only seen him a few times in passing when she was a guard.
âKarlton.â Lindsey greeted him in a harsh tone of voice. She didnât bother to get up to shake his hand, she knew that heâd approach her sooner or later. âSo kind of you to stop by. I was wondering if you were going to stand me up.â
Karlton held a folder in his hand as he moved towards the table and sat across from Lindsey. He was highly aware of her icy gaze watching his every move. âIt is my business to be here, I wouldnât make this arrangement if I wasnât coming.â He said as he leaned back in the wooden chair. He kept the folder in his hands, gripping it tightly.
Lindsey made note of his tense posture, letting an a smile ease onto her lips as she faced him. She liked making him uncomfortable. Lindsey knew that she was an intimidating woman and she made sure of it every day. She took pride in her attributes and used every single one of them to her advantage.
Karlton ignored the woman as he sat down the folder and began opening it up. The government hadnât gathered much from the group of rebels and their flies were a lot thinner than most of the residents. âMs. Mcdermont, letâs get to the chase. Iâm here to find out more about you and your intentions towards this town.â
âWe could talk about my intentionsâŚâ Lindsey pressed her lips together before leaning forward in her chair. âOr we could talk about why you think this town is so perfect?â
The man frowned, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he stared at the woman in front of him. âI am not here to discuss myself with you.â His eyes met hers, a glare escaping them. She chuckled on the inside, knowing that he was trying his best to intimidate her.
âNow, we have proof that you and several others have been trying to convince residents that this is not a safe place to live.â Karlton licked his thumb and began flipping through the papers in her folder. âYou and your fellow members have caused quite the scare in this town in the past. One that shouldnât be there.â
âBut shouldnât it?â Lindsey smirked, toying with him. âAre you sure who you say you are? Do you really stand for what you think you do?â Her stern gaze flickered to the papers he was flipping through. âI donât believe you have any real evidence against me. Well, besides circumstantial evidence.â
"May I remind you that you came with us willingly, Lindsey. You are the one that gave us the evidence we needed the day you did that.â Karltonâs voice grew louder and he began looking through the folder more hardily. As if he was looking for something.
âYou know what I think?â Lindsey asked as she slowly stood up from her chair and slowly walked towards the refrigerator. âI think youâre here because youâre intrigued by who I am and what I stand for.â She said as she pulled a half drunken wine bottle from the fridge. She placed it on the counter before grabbing two crystal glasses from the cabinet. âI think that you donât like your job and you feel as if you are under appreciated.â She poured the red wine into both glasses before corking the bottle and walking the glasses towards the table. She placed one on the wood, sliding it slowly towards Karlton. âDo you believe that what youâre doing is right, Karlton?â
The man opened his mouth and then shut it. Lindsey could tell he was becoming flustered and she knew sheâd have to strike soon. She could feel her power humming in her mind, ready to turn a vulnerable mind towards something to believe in.
At this point, the man has given up on searching for the paper in the folder. He is clutching the folder in his hand once more and staring down at the table, as if contemplating her words.
A devilish smile played at Lindseyâs lips as she took a sip of her wine. âWhat do you believe in, Karlton?â A simple question. One that he should know how to answer. Although, Lindsey knew he wouldnât be able to.
âIââ The man practically choked on his words. âI-I donât know.â
âOh, but you do know, Karlton.â Her sweet, charming voice began to slither itâs way around him. Her power pulsating as she leaned towards him and placed a hand upon his shoulder. âYou believe that my coming here was the best thing that could happen to the town.â Her voice was now a whisper. Her lips nearing his ear. âYou believe that we know whatâs best for the residents and that those in the Government are trying to harm them instead of make this a safe place.â
A shaky breath escaped his lips and his eyes widened slightly. âYes⌠they donât know what the residents really need.â
âThatâs right.â Lindsey agreed. âOnly The Rising Power knows whatâs best for the town, isnât that right?â
âYou are right.â
âSo what are you going to go back and tell them, Karlton?â Lindsey hummed, already satisfied with what she had done with him. She had full control over her power and she knew what it could do. If she used it enough on Karlton, heâd become obsessed with the cause. But she didnât need that. Not yet, anyway.
âThe Rising Power knows best.â Karlton answered her with a breathless reply.
âGood job, Karlton.â Lindsey patted his head before taking a step back. She held her glass in her hand as she watched him get up from the chair and grab the folder. âIâll see you soon.â
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The concert was well underway and the entire town was present at the clearing listening to good music and enjoying the cool fall weather. most were singing along with the band when suddenly the music stopped even though the band continued playing. The lights flickered and then a voice was heard over the PA system.
âThe gifted should not fear the government; the government should fear the gifted. We have taken their leaders and put them in a secure location. They have no power here, and no power over you.â
âItâs time to prove your loyalty, and to prove if you have what it takes to be one of us.â
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Somewhere else, far away, a meeting ended. People began to trickle out slowly, but one man in particular lingered. He was the jumpy sortâparanoid about when he was going to be caught and locked awayâbut the people who had recruited him here knew what he was capable of, and that was what they wanted. Most important, they had told him, he was able to keep his eyes on the prize and not get distracted by âtrivialities.â The man was concerned. He was distracted by trivialities in that exact moment. Ones he intended to clear up.
The leader spoke with a voice that was neither loud nor soft. Neither high nor low. âYou going home for the day?â
âWas going to contact the agents first. Keep them appraised of the plan and all,â the man replied, trying to sound distracted, though he was overly intensely focused. Perhaps the coffee was a mistake. He was feeling jittery now, wired as though he could see the sounds rippling through the air into the leaderâs ears.
âNo,â was the reply.
âNo? Shouldnât they know?â
The leader looked away, expressions hard to distinguish in such dim lighting. Was that displeasure? Boredom? Something else. âThere are some who would not understand.â A pause. The man wondered if he should speak, but he did not. The leader continued. âSome who would not understand our true vision. They will support us, though, given the right incentives.â
The man knew what that meant. Knew why theyâd praised him so much in his early interviews for his Machiavellian beliefs. The ends justify the means. âI see.â
âYou donât yet,â the leader responded, voice far away and present, grating and smooth all at once. âBut you will. They will. They will all see.â
The man stepped away. Cogs. Cogs were turning, here and far away, and the only one who could truly see how all the pieces fit together was the one at the crank. But out here was better than locked away at the sideshow town, and he felt bad for those who were being turned without knowing it. He was being turned, but at least he knew.
