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what help you’re going to be to me,” he said as we walked towards the fence.
“You’re only going to slow me down.”
    “I can keep
up,” I insisted. “I kept up with you before.”
    “This place
is patrolled with guards, who may or may not, fire on sight.”
    “That seems a
little excessive doesn’t it?”
    “It depends.
When you’re in a spot like that it’s sometimes hard to make the call. And if
it’s the wrong one you could wind up dead.”
    “Maybe I
should stay behind then…”
    We stopped at
the gate. Aiden frowned at me. “Whatever you do, it’s up to you. As long as you
know I can’t always protect you.”
    “Right. I
know.”
    He lowered
his head. “Can you look away for a moment?”
    “Why?”
    “I hate
people seeing me like this.”
    “Like what?”
    “Just look
away.”
    “Okay.”
    I turned
around.
    After a
moment I heard some shuffling and the sound of the gate being torn. I turned
back to see Aiden’s bear and cried out in alarm. I fell on my backside
overwhelmed with my reaction.
    The bear
looked at me grumpily and groaned.
    “Sorry,” I
mumbled.
    Once a big
enough hole was torn Aiden shifted back to his human form and pulled the rest
of it away. “And you wonder why I don’t like people looking,” he said.
    “Sorry,” I
repeated.
    “That’s okay.
Now just stay close to me. Everything should be fine.”
    We entered
the facility which was mostly covered with infrastructures we had to narrowly
weave between.
    After moving
around the sides of a few buildings Aiden stopped and stooped towards a small
mat the ground. He then pulled it back to reveal an open manhole.
    “After you,”
I said, after a brief pause.
    Aiden went
first and then I followed. This wasn’t a typical sewer or anything like that.
This area had been renovated for regular use.
    At the base
of the ladder there was a door which led out to a metallic pathway with bright
walls and lighting that reminded me of the underground of a ship. We crossed
through a few twists and turns before arriving at the door to Aiden’s former
living quarters.
    Behind it
there was a bunk bed that wasn’t made, a desk full of junk and a few bits and
pieces scattered around. I sat down on a small sofa at the back wall, while he
rummaged through the stuff.
    “I don’t
believe it,” he grumbled. “They’ve taken … they’ve taken everything…”
    “What are you
looking for?” I asked.
    “Weapons.
Guns. Computers…”
    He hurled an
empty gym bag at the wall in anger, and then sat down on the sofa next to me.
    “What about
your contacts?”
    “They were on
my laptop,” Aiden said. “Although there was one other thing…”
    He got up and
put his hands underneath the bunk bed. I heard a latch opening and he pulled
something out from the darkness. It was hard to see what it was. It was small.
    “What’s
that?” I asked.
    He sat back
down on the couch with me. He showed me the small rectangular object.
    There was
nothing on it except one singular green button.
    “I was
supposed to press this if I was ever in trouble,” Aiden said. “Years ago. I
never pressed it. Maybe I should have taken it with me. But it probably
wouldn’t have worked anyway…”
    He sighed and
let it fall from his grasp.
    “Is that
something to do with your contact?” I asked.
    “No,” Aiden
replied. “There was another intelligence agency that wanted me to work from
them. But … well, they did black ops. They were CIA or something. Maybe higher
up. I was contacted by them and told to call them if I changed my mind. But
these guys obviously found all about that.”
    “What’s the
remote for then?”
    “Nothing to
do with those guys.” Aiden picked it back up and looked at it. “There was a
break in here once. A bunch of radicals rescued some animals that were being
used in experiments. I was up, in my pajamas and ran into them. I didn’t call
out or anything. So they gave me this and said if I was ever in trouble to use
it.”