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Chapter four
As the car continued to drive, and as the countryside rolled past, I noticed that there was a small carving of an eye on the door handle. I asked the driver why this was so. He told me that it was the mark of their organization. I asked why they had chosen that symbol, and he responded by saying that it meant that they watched over the land for trouble, specifically fires.
I then asked about where I was being taken. The man responded that he could not tell me yet and that I would have to wait and see. I asked who he was, and he told me that his name was not important; agents called each other by their first initial, and then introduced himself as 'L'. I asked if these 'agents' did other things besides put out fires, and he responded by chuckling and saying, once again, that I would understand later. I was silent for the rest of the half-hour long drive.
As the mysterious man had said, I saw what was going on when I got there. We were in front of a massive marble mansion, with green accent door and window frames. The doors were neatly polished, and embroidered on the front of them was the same eye symbol that I had noticed in the car.
The man asked me what I thought of the building, and I was so stunned by the beauty of it that I could not even imagine. The man lead me out of the car and inside the building, and the inside was as wonderful as the outside. The floors were polished and neat, there was a golden fountain inside it, several mahogany doors, a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling, what appeared to be several floors, and a large stone arch embedded in the opposite wall. As I glanced around and explored this marvelous place, I noticed that etched into the arch was a sentence that read "The World is Quiet Here". I asked the man who had taken me here what it meant. He said that it was their slogan for their library, and he opened the large mahogany doors to reveal just that - a library, and a massive one at that. He explained that it was for both recreation and research, and that I could visit it whenever I chose. He then lead me to a small door in the corner and explained that I needed to go through a thorough examination of health, like at the doctor's office, and lead me through it.
Inside, like he had said, I was examined for health, and when the doctor questioned about my scrapes and bruises, I explained that I had abusive parents. The doctor told me that I was going to be safe from now on, then told me that I qualified for volunteer work and needed to have a special mark on my ankle to let other agents know that I was one of them. He drew out a needle, making me frightened, because at that time I was still a bit scared of needles. After pulling out some numbing solution, I realized that it wasn't going to hurt that much, then became slightly scared when he snapped a cartridge of blue dye into something that looked like a gun. After snapping the needle on, I realized that he was preparing to tattoo my ankle. This got me questioning if I would be all right throughout the one-minute process of numbing the area, then doodling an eye on it with the needle-gun thing, then putting some sort of patch over it so my skin could heal. He chatted with me and said that I would be fine, and then he released me and I walked, with some limping, back to the main lobby and sat down.
I saw another kid my age, sitting on a bench near me and holding his hands behind his back. I noticed that he looked rather sad, and I asked if he was all right. He sighed and said no, so I asked him why. He lifted his hands and showed me that his hands were actually hooks, then explained that he had lost them in a mission involving sharks. I felt sorry for him, but asked if he wanted to be friends. He looked delighted, then told me that not many people wanted to be friends with him because of his condition and introduced himself as 'F'. I smiled and understood perfectly; not many people liked me either. Inside I felt ecstatic; I had never had a friend before, and I wasn't sure what it would be like. It seemed like it was Christmas and I was opening a present to find something I had wanted for a very long time. It seemed that, maybe, my world might just get a little better.
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