Everything seemed quiet in the old abandoned storage building. That is, until the KND ship crashed through the wall. Out came Sector V of KND. Abby, Numbah 5, jumped out the side, growling, her bright red hat nearly falling off. Wally, Numbah 4, ran out the other side, flailing his weapon all around and yowling. Kuki, Hoagie, and Nigel climbed out the top. Numbahs 3, 2, and 1.
They ran through different rooms, each one coming up empty. Numbahs 1-4 were running around like psychos, but Numbah 5 listened at a door. Inside she heard a man's voice shouting, "Faster! Faster, you little worms!"
"Guys!" she half-hissed, half-whispered. "In here!"
She opened the door, just a crack. There was a line of little kids pulling a rope. Just behind them, a man was yelling directions. He looked about forty, deep into the adult world. There were scowls.
"We gotta stop this," Numbah 5 whispered. But before she could speak her plan, the others barged through the door and pointed their weapons at the man.
"Freeze, freak!" Numbah 1 cried.
It was a pretty good battle. They fired, he dodged and dropped a steel girder, they dodged it and Numbah 5 beat him down until he was unconscious. She put in a call to take him to the KND arctic prison. They said they'd arrive shortly.
"So, now we're done?" Numbah 4 asked.
"Not quite," said Numbah 1. "We still have to find those preschoolers.
"Down this way," said Numbah 5. There was whimpering coming from the hallway she was pointing to. The others followed her as she ran down, turned right, then left, then stopped at the door. SLAVES was written on it in crude handwriting. Numbah 5 slowly pushed it open.
