Chapter 2

The Great Plot

After falling off the bed more than once, Spencer decided to just go around the building since there was nothing else to do. But before he set out on his little adventure, it suddenly crossed his mind, where was Bryan? He then went around the building several times, and saw Bryan at the registration desk, looking apathetic and pissed. As he handed out BEGA ID cards to the people in line, better said in a crowd.

"Hey…what's going on?"

"Oh nothing really Spencer, just me… trying to calm down…" he said with a frustrated tone

"Calm down or steamed up?"

"None of the above."

"And you've been here since?"

"This morning…"

"Did you get a good night's sleep?"

"NO."

"Why?"

"I fall off every time I roll."

Spencer then nodded and gestured Bryan to get out of his seat. He picked up the telephone, dialed a number, put his feet on the desk and said, "Hey Ian! How's it hanging in Russia?" Bryan's eyebrow rose, "What are you doing? Boris will get us killed or minced!" Bryan whispered to Spencer. He then cupped the speaking part of the phone. "So? He may be the boss around here, but he surely ain't mine." Spencer then went back to talking to Ian on the other line. People started complaining about not getting their BEGA IDs.

Lunch time soon came and everyone was in the cafeteria. When Bryan came from the counter, all eyes were staring at him and he could hear murmurs. He then walked a little faster than before and sat with Spencer. "What's going on and why's everybody staring and murmuring?" He asked in a soft tone. "Who are we Bryan? WE failed Boris, and I suppose the whole world knows that, we also stirred up a commotion the other day when we invaded this very building." He whispered to Bryan.

"Aren't you going to eat anything?"

"Nope… Not today my friend."

"Why?"

"That my dear Bryan is BEGA shit… you eat that you become a part of them."

"But it's free!"

"I don't give a shit!"

"I got yogurt."

"Is it flavored?"

"Yeah…"

"What?"

"Mango…"

"Give it to me."

"But you said it was BEGA shit."

"And so?"

"It's BEGA shit."

"No… It's Y-O-G-U-R-T, now gimme"

"Alright…"

Spencer then happily ate his yogurt while Bryan still looked around at the piercing eyes. "What do we do now? We're probably outcasts here…" He asked looking around. "We get a grocery cart and race around the building." Spencer said, licking his spoon.

"What?"

"I said; we race around with grocery carts."

"Where do we get grocery carts? Besides, we're not even allowed outside."

"If I meant it literally, I wouldn't be here anymore, I'd be grocery cart racing…"

"You've changed ever since you entered BEGA."

"Did I ask for it?"

"Well… No…"

"And neither did you… now, after a while, we have to digest our food properly and we could go on a sugar rush of some sort, now eat sugar, LOTS OF IT."

"No…"

"And why not?"

"Where's Spencer and what have you done with him?"

"Nothing, I'm just… well… on a high…"

"Have you been affected by Ian in anyway?"

"No… well here's the deal… We can sabotage this place from the inside since we now are in it, you get me? Now you ask me how we do it. We go on a rampage… go crazy, vent out, take back the years! That's how we're gonna do it." Spencer whispered to Bryan.

Bryan then began smile, "I see where this is going…" they only sat there with smiles on their faces, and stares were on them. They then stood up and left the cafeteria to plot their first plan.