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''The United States of SimNation was a sovereign democratic presidential federal constitutional republic existing from July 4th 1776 to August 15th 2055. SimNation became known as a global superpower during the twentieth century, famous for its powerful economy and military.''
 
''In 2048, the Conservative Party of SimNation, determined to bring the country under its rule, began to bribe the National Electoral Commission to sabotage votes and give seats to the CPS. During the 2052 Federal Elections, several senior members of the NEC, promised millions of Simoleons in return for the execution of the plot, altered the vote count, granting the Conservative Party a landslide majorityMinisterity against the ruling Liberal Party, gaining 78 of the 100 seats in the Federal Senate and 389 out of the 441 seats in the House of Representatives.''
 
''After this, the Conservative Party began the first of many purges, secretly assassinating the same NEC members that helped them become SimNation's government. Subsequently, under the pretext of investigating the cause of the killings, the National Electoral Commission was shut down in January 2053. After further purges conducted by the CPS in which over one hundred intellectuals in SimNation were killed, the Party called for emergency powers to be granted to the government in order to undertake drastic measures to find the "culprits" of the purges. The House of Representatives passed the motion unanimously and the Senate also passed with some objections. Those who did not vote for the emergency powers were assassinated three months later.''
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"There are probably cameras everywhere! How are we supposed to go to any of the other floors?" Alex asked.
 
Alex groaned in annoyance as Ben was once again on his shoulders. The two were in their disguise yet again, hunting for the elevator. Upon discovering its location, Ben and Alex entered the pod.
"Well, the elevators are out of the question," Ben began running through a checklist. "So are the stairs, because there'd be cameras at every corner..."
 
"So which floors are we going to again?" Alex whispered, making sure his voice was loud enough for Ben to hear but soft enough such that any microphones that might be in the pod would not pick it up.
He was interrupted by an Alex that was suddenly struck by a brain wave, "I know! Why not the ventilation shafts?" He pointed up. A few grilles could be seen in organised formation across the ceiling.
 
"Let's go to 'H', shall we?" Ben said in as deep a voice as he could obtain, pretending to talk to himself. He pressed the 'H' button, and the pod began to slide downwards.
Upon entering the shaft by almost jumping off the seat of a chair, armed with suction cups from toilet plungers with which to climb up or down, the two boys began the long, arduous crawl to the other floors. The shaft was just big enough for Ben and Alex to squeeze through.
 
As soon as they reached their desired floor, the doors slid open. Unlike the ground floor, the 'H' floor was swarming with security guards.
"So which floors are we going to again?" Alex whispered, making sure the sound didn't bounce off the walls of the shaft.
 
"We have to be ''really'' careful now," Ben whispered to Alex.
"Let's go to 'H', shall we?" Ben said. The duo kept crawling until they reached a long drop. Ben and Alex put their heads above the gaping maw of ventilation shaft, surveying what appeared to be a bottomless pit of death.
 
Alex walked as calmly as he possibly could and Ben swung his arms back and forth to imitate a security guard.
"Well, that's a long way down," Ben said with a hint of fear in his voice.
 
After a half hour of searching for details on Miami's whereabouts and evading security guards, the pair had become quite frustrated.
"Come on," Alex said, putting one suction-cup-foot on the side of the shaft leading downwards. He then put his hand of the opposite side on the shaft, then another foot, and finally, all four of his limbs were attached to the side of the shaft. As soon as Alex scaled downwards enough, Ben did the same, albeit at a slower rate.
 
"It's getting really stuffy in here," Alex huffed.
As they passed turns into other floors, they counted the number of floors to go.
 
"Shh," Ben replied. "Patience."
"P...O...N...M...L...," they silently whispered to themselves. Finally, upon reaching their desired floor, they turned, relieved, into the ventilation shaft belonging to the H Floor.
 
Alex's nose, however, refused to wait any longer.
As soon as they touched the floor, Ben and Alex began their search for any details on Miami's whereabouts. After about a half-hour of searching, Ben discovered what they were looking for.
 
The guards quite quickly converged on the origin of the extremely loud sneeze that filled the room. When Ben and Alex recovered, they tried to stand, but were swiftly rendered unconscious by the soldiers. The two were picked up from the ground and taken away.
"Hoa...Hob...Hoc...Hod! Hodgson!" Ben whispered to himself. Once he found Miami's file, he took it from the shelf. It looked significantly more youthful than the last file he laid his hands on.
 
==Chapter 3==
"The Terran Federal Government," he read aloud. "Date: 21st October 2154. Subject..." Ben's eyes lit up in satisfaction.
When Ben Faulkner awoke, his head still felt hazy from recent events. Upon regaining full awareness, he began to look around, curious as to his current location.
 
He was surrounded by four white, tiled walls, with what appeared to be a one-way window and a presumably locked door on one end. He was lying on a hard metal slab attached to the floor in the centre of the room. His friend, Alex, was lying on another similar surface beside him.
"What?" Alex asked.
 
As he sat up, he heard the door unlock. In a panic, he resumed the position he found himself in when he awoke and closed his eyes. Just in time.
Ben looked at Alex. "Hodgson, Miami."
 
Ben could see through the small slit created with his eyelids tall, thin man entering the room, followed by a significantly shorter person carrying a clipboard and pen.
==Chapter 3==
 
''To be uploaded by 23rd August 2014 1200 UTC''
"What are their names?" asked the taller man.
 
"Citizens Faulkner, Benjamin and Citizen Townsend, Alexander, Minister," replied his companion. "Ages 12 years, 3 months and 11 years, 10 months respectively."
 
"Hmm…there have been a few children causing trouble lately," said the Minister. Ben's heart began beating faster than it already was. Some juicy information might be on the tip of the man's tongue.
 
"Indeed, Minister," the smaller man said. "Reeducation modules are being prepared for them now."
 
"Very good," the Minister replied. "Very good. And how's the girl doing?"
 
"Just fine, Minister. 74% complete. She showed a bit of resistance at the start..."
 
Ben was about to have a mental celebration. It was soon crushed by what the shorter man said next.
 
"...But she succumbed eventually."
 
"Excellent," said the Minister. "Have their reeducation begin as soon as the modules have been prepped."
 
"Of course, Minister," said his counterpart. With that, the two men left the room. There was no clicking sound as the doors closed. They had been left unlocked.
 
Ben sat up slowly. He was devastated. Miami had finally fallen to the Government.
 
==Chapter 4==
''To be uploaded by 23rd10 AugustSeptember 2014, 1200 UTC''
 
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