BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! My alarm clock blared on my bedside table, and I turned to flick it off. As I did, my eyes wondered to what was lying next to it. The disk- the one that contained all of the StarKiller Base information. I picked it up as I headed to my dresser.
As I got ready, my mind went over the plan again and again and again. I had to make sure I didn't screw anything up.
As I ran towards my position for today, I felt something extra in my tool belt. Looking down, I could see it was Alex's screwdriver, it had his initials engraved on it. Before all of this was over, I would have to return his screwdriver. I placed the screwdriver in my pocket, and began to walk to my post- for it wasn't too far away now. My position was next to the broadcasting room. The broadcasting room was almost always filled with maintenance workers trying to keep the place clean.
I was staring at the floor, not noticing anything as I walked through the halls. As I rounded a corner, I looked up for a second, and there he was, Kylo Ren. I tripped, and fell, spectacularly. I stood up, and tried to pull my dignity up with me- it didn't work. Kylo's masked face was turned towards mine. I had no type of nametag on or anything to point to who I was. I was relieved at that. My hands stood in a salute as Kylo Ren passed, for I was scared that after the fall I took he might be angry. He was, as usual.
Kylo made a disgruntled noise, and continued on to Snoke's room. He was annoyed that something didn't go his way, again. But, I was just glad he wasn't annoyed at me. After that debacle, I started running through the hallways. I didn't stop until I reached my destination.
My hand grasped the doorknob, and I turned it. No one's eyes even glanced my way. That made what I was about to do easier. I walked in, head turned towards the ground. I walked up to the transmitter, and looked at it. I noticed a small button next to the controls. My hand reached out, and clicked the button, and out popped the disk reader. At least, that's what I thought it was called. The disk reader would read the information of the disk, and then upload it to the transmitter. The transmitter would then send it. Simple, right?
My hand slipped into my tool belt, and I felt the cool metal of the disk. I took a deep breath and looked around me. So many people were in here, and of them could see this if I wasn't careful. I glanced around once more, then gently placed the disk in, and shut it. I turned on the disk reader, and the transmitter, and carefully got to work.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Someone to the left of me whispered.
"Running tests, I was told this one was acting up yesterday," I responded. I had dropped my voice an octave, and hoped that could hide my identity.
"That's not what I mean. I was wondering how to use this darn thing," The person said. I let out a slight sigh of relief.
"Place the disk in the disk reader by clicking that button. After that it will scan the disk and transmit it," I answered. The person nodded, and went back to their work. As I went back to mine, I noticed I was going to have some difficulties.
The transmitter was asking for my identity, proving I worked on StarKiller Base. Something that I couldn't do. They would be able to trace it back to me. I thought hard and long before it dawned on me. I had Alex's screwdriver. It had his name on it, and his position. I blinked my eyes as tears started to well up in them. I was shocked that I was doing this, and I was shocked that I was betraying one of my only friends. But, I did it. I allowed the transmitter to scan Alex's screwdriver, and the message sent. I could only think that I was a terrible person, and that what I had done was unforgivable.
When I walked to another post, I saw Alex, the flap on his mask was not down.
"Hey, Alex," I muttered. I slipped, and ran into him.
"You're so clumsy," Alex commented. I smiled at him, and slipped his screwdriver back into his belt. A tear escaped me this time, and I knew what I had done was very, very wrong.
The only thing left for me to do today was to finish my shift, and then go to my room. Once I was in my room I would think of a way off of this base. But, nothing came to mind on my plan. I knew that a stormtrooper group was going to Jakku in a month, but that didn't seem safe. The only other thing I could think of was to get a ride on Kylo Ren's ship and go wherever he was going. That seemed even more dangerous. But, as I tossed and turned that night, something came to mind. It was dumb, probably the dumbest thing I would ever do, but it would work.