A walk into the reminiscence of the past

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[font=Agency FB][size=14]PART V

Tahoe Cristal cloud, California system, Los Angeles' first equinox period, 2nd day of the equinox...

Alexander opened his eyes. Walls around him looked familiar. Same with the putrid smell of the place. Yet, he was not on one of L.A. most populous beach anymore, no more sun, no more heat, no more laughs. Then, everything shifted back into place... He was on a prison ship heading for California minor; Hell for friends. He must have fallen asleep during the take off the spaceport. Such heavy ships take ages to be ready to take off and reach their destination. Being brought back to reality was quite a punch on the moral as things were far from happiness and his stomach was asking for food.

He remembered entering this giant container with other prisoners some hours ago. How long? he couldn't know; there were no portholes, no clock, and barely any lights. All he could see was the souls with who he would have to live for the next 6 months and the rust on the walls showing how Liberty cares for its criminals. They were approximately 250 in the container, all tossed like sardines under the supervision of -lovable- armed wardens watching from footbridges. The general mood in the container could be easily felt. People were stressed, sad, angry... well, it smelled sweat more than anything. He was himself anxious. Most persons aboard the ship were on their first%2

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Director of the Liberty Security Force: Fidelity, Bravery and Integrity

The Amundsen Zone-21 Restrictions