A few days had past and each day at 20:00 Mr. C would come to pick me up and would take me back at 6:00. It was 11:00 and I was watching the construction site again. I had forgotten what Mr. C wanted me to look for so I just made sure everyone was doing their work. It was a slow day today so I decided to write in my journal.
April 13th, 2091, 11:13
Hey journal! So we finally arrived to the space port and-
I stopped writing and looked around. A loud sound had stopped me from finishing my thought as I stood up and walked around. Something grabbed my arm and pulled me behind the trash chute.
“W-what the?!” The figure covered my mouth and shushed me. They were the same hooded figure I had seen before and looking at them up close, I noticed they wore a mask that loo
