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Maybe I went a little overboard. I could see with the way Charles was looking at me, he was suspicious. That’s what I got for letting my guilt take over. I tried to tell myself that no one would find out that he helped me essentially hack into the Department of Science information. The files I copied were antiquated at best.

[b]”You made me what again?”[/b]

[b]”Lasagna with a small side salad.”[/b] He continued eyeing me. [b]”You seemed to like the spaghetti last night so I thought you might like lasagna.”[/b] He still didn’t speak up. [b]”Do you not like lasagna?”[/b]

Charles shrugged as I handed the plate to him. I knew it’d been a stupid move on my part. Taking off time from work, running to the store, and slaving away in our tiny apartment kitchen to make the dish from scratch. I hoped it would taste alright or, if nothing else, not make him sick. Then again with enough cheese and tomato sauce anything could taste decent, right?

He handed me the laptop case, Restraint Main Library scrawled neatly in permanent marker on the outside. [b]”So what are you going to use this for again?”[/b] I openly winced at his question.

[b]Work?”[/b]

He watched me, considering my answer. I could tell he didn’t believe me. [b]”Right Ms. Yurigei, well you have your secrets and I have mine.”[/b] With that he took the plate I handed him and disappeared into his bedroom. I wasn’t sure what to think. Something very definite had changed about Charles, like his confidence was suddenly bolstered. Still, I didn’t want to ask. I did have my secrets and the last thing I wanted to do was get Charles involved. Despite us living together for almost six months, I didn’t know him well enough to trust him. It wasn’t just my life riding on this discovery, if my suspicions were correct, the information I had could affect thousands of innocent citizens.

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I swallowed hard as I read over the text again. Backer’s reports were filled with jargon and other random terminology I had to sort through. It was hard and less than an hour had passed before my brain was pounding from all the concentration. Still I pushed on until the words blurred in front of my eyes and the standard issue watch on my wrist showed 1:08 am. 

I could hardly believe it even after all the evidence and data from the study groups. As I’d figured out by scanning over the report yesterday Vitamin 546 was an addictive poison whose main purpose was to lead to fetal death, that way the lower class population would be kept in check. The overall symptoms of the drug were kept in check so long as one continued to take the dose. If one discontinued suddenly without taking the countermeasure Vitamin 546-B, one experienced terrible withdrawal symptoms, and often times death. This making the drug serve a double purpose, as Mildred Backer had wrote, if the underclass were to ever rise up, the government would stop issuing Vitamin 546 and the rebellion would be easily curtailed. It would be hard to strike against the government when all your soldiers were ill or dying. 

Restraint was a city wholly enclosed by a giant patchwork metal wall. When I was younger, I was told the wall was built to keep things out, although what no one really knew. As I got older, especially right after my brother had disappeared, I’d believed the wall was made to keep people in. But the wall wasn’t the only thing keeping people in their rightful place.

I shut the computer down and carried into my room. I needed to get some sleep before work tomorrow. I didn’t want anyone asking why I was so tired. But lying in my bed in the darkness didn’t help. My mind kept racing about the other files I’d hadn’t had time to look over yet. Where there any other drugs like this? Any other regulation supplements whose secret task was to keep the population of Restraint in check?