The explosion wasn’t from a gun, or a bomb. No, it was an explosion of police. The Imperial Crowd Control Force, to be exact. The Imperials were conducting another raid. Normally it wouldn’t be even worth mentioning, except that it was partner’s home. His name was Jaden, I’ve known him for a very long time, ever since we were kids. If they found anything worthy of being thrown in jail, that could be a problem. Oh, do excuse me. I think that now would be …show more content…
There was an enormous pain throughout my body. I felt myself where got shocked by the policeman’s staff. It stung. Of course, the police didn’t give me any sort of medication. They’d probably just sell them and use the money on the drinks that they all get every night. I tried to stand. My legs felt weak, but I still tried to stand on them. I surveyed the room, and saw something on my coffee table. A note. I picked it up to read it. It said Mr. Elias Nick, Yesterday, on December 5th, 2037, you engaged in hostility towards an armed member of the Imperial Police. Because of this violation of the Imperial law, you have been placed under House Arrest by his honor, Judge Dwight Paul of the Western Quadrant courthouse. Some of the restrictions that may apply are listed below:
You are not to leave this house except from the hours of 8:30 a.m. to 12:00 p.m. and you will have your whereabouts tracked.
You will be allowed only 5 extra hours on one day of the week for religious or other entertainment purposes.
Emergency Medical or family Instances can be excused with some proof of the situation.
You may not leave the Western District without an armed patrol or you will be sent to prison. We hope that you no longer will commit any crimes against the Country of the United States of America. We wish you the best of luck settling into your new accommodations.
Signed,
Commander Willen of his Majesty's Royal …show more content…
Then, I snuck around to the back door of the office. That door lead straight to one of the office room, where a computer was. I only had to get into the computer before the containment troops got here. As I was hacking into the mainframe, I heard a noise on the other side of the wall. The troopers had arrived. I wasn’t finished. As I was approaching the list of names of people under house arrest, I realized something: The noise wasn’t from the other side of the wall. It was from the