stretched out in all directions and was about the size of a stadium. As he stood there dumbfounded Harve resumed. “Here is where it all happens. This is where you will be working once you complete your entrance program, but for now let me give you a tour. As you can see there is quite a bit of personnel needed to operate L-1.” He stopped and looked at Erik somehow sensing that he wanted to comment.
“Wow! I never imagined that it would be anything like this. It’s almost overwhelming,” Erik stated with obvious awe.
“Yes it can seem that way when you have not been given any information beforehand. As you know everything that we do here is top-secret and confidential. This is why you signed the pledge stating that you will not disclose anything about what we do, what you see or what you know concerning L-1 and L-1-Con, under penalty of imprisonment,” Harve responded in a “this-is-to-be-expected” attitude.
They continued the tour for the balance of his first day. Late that night in his quarters, Erik pondered on the next six days, which was how long his entrance program would take. His mind then went on to the next eighteen months – the length of his first tour at L-1-Con; he hoped that all would go well. He also looked forward to his three-month leave after his first tour, although it was a long way off, it was a good goal to work towards. He felt pretty good about everything now, minus the apprehension and anxiety he had earlier. He thought, “it’s all going to work out fine.” A few short moments later he was sound asleep.
2:25:00-PM-09/22/2110
It had been nearly two months since Bill had been sentenced back on earth. He had taken off the very next morning on a prison
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