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"Zane…was once of help to me…He was very forthcoming about David and the Smoke, that time he didn't run away."

Dr. Cable's POV

I sat at my desk, waiting for them. How long would it take for them to get him here? The seconds ticked by. Finally, my skintenna pinged.

"Dr. Cable?" It was Maxmilla Feaster. "We have him here, in interrogation room 5." I smiled.

"Good work, Maxmilla. Wait for me there."

I walked out of her office, and proceeded to the interrogation room. At last, we were finally getting somewhere. Ever since those two doctors – what were their names? Maddy and Az, I think. Well, ever since they ran off, uglies had been disappearing like rabbits. Maybe now, we can figure out where they're going. But I had a theory on where they were.

I entered the interrogation room. In there was an ugly about 15 years old. He looked confused, but still frightened. Perfect. That way, we would get more out of him.

"Hello Zane," I said. I sat down at the table with him. "My name is Dr. Cable. I've been wanting to meet you for some time now."

"What is it that you want?" he asked. He tried to sound tough, but I could still sense the fear in him. "What is this place?"

"This is Special Circumstances," I said. "And I have a few questions for you, about some of your friends that disappeared 2 days ago."

"Friends?" said Zane, trying to sound confused.

"Yes," I said. "A group of uglies from your dorm went missing along with several supply containers from the Uglyville stock. Perhaps you can tell us where your friends went."

"I don't know anything about that," said Zane. He was lying. I smiled cruelly.

"Zane, before we continue, I should inform you that this room is wired with lie detectors. We both know that that isn't the truth. Now tell me what you know."

"Why should I?" he said.

"I'll tell you why," I said. I began to stand up, my face hardening into an evil sneer, and my words sounding intimidating. "If you do not tell us everything you know about where your friends went, then you will never become pretty. You will be turned into one of us. A Special."

Zane face was so full of fear you would think he had seen a ghost. Then he broke down.

"Okay, I tell you everything!" he yelled. "They went to the Smoke!"

I smiled. My theory was confirmed. The Smoke was real.

"They left with this guy named David," he said. There was another theory confirmed. "He's not from the city, or any other city. He grew up in the wild."

"Thank you, Zane." I sat down again. "Now, were you planning to leave too?"

"I was," he said. "But I chickened out. So did my other friend, Shay."

"Is that so? Well, I'm certainly glad you stayed, Zane. That is all I need from you. Thank you." I walked out of the interrogation room. Well, now we were getting somewhere.

A Few Months Later

3rd person.

Dr. Cable was at her desk once again, and she received a ping. It was from Colin Feaster.

"Dr. Cable? Take a look at the interface feed. It look's like our ugly Shay has a new friend."