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Looking to Maverick, Urkwia tossed him a light smirk. "Remind me to apologize later." She said sarcastically.

"I can wash these suckers out." She then told Archimedes, though she wasn't certain her water would pack the punch she was hoping for.

Urkwia watched as Maverick tried his best to hold steady while fending off the durable foes. She backed up toward the stairs, not sure they should flee the building or keep moving upwards. There would likely be other enemies to deal with if they progressed upwards but she had a feeling there had to be a reason there was such a swarm. Were they hiding something? She flung out her arm and sprayed water at a few hobbling golems that were still trying to make their way toward their trio of Correctors. She had to make a decision. Walk further into a trap with limited to no escape? Or find another vantage point? 

"We stay the course, upwards and onwards!" She called out to the other two as she turned and hurried up the stairs, turning to shoot toward a few other enemies, noting that the water acted as sludge that seemed to slow them down, prevent them from moving so much. Hurrying up, she paused to let the boys go in front of her so she could bring up the rear. A good leader left no man behind. She ran after the boys as she washed the stairs in water, hopeful that would prevent them from climbing up and ambushing them.

With her heart racing, she looked around the second floor of the building. It was just as plain as the first floor. Urkwia noted what she thought were cabinet files though she had only seen them in films. She looked to the boys as they headed for the next set of stairs which were across the room on the opposite side. As they neared the staircase, none of them dropping their guard, it seemed there was a very old thick laptop waiting for them, propping on the stairs, blocking their path. Before she bent down to remove it, the screen blinked on, showing a bright blue background with white letting.

[indent][indent]"Hello Correctors, welcome to my domain. You are on the right track to find the truth hidden among your daily lives which have been bathed in lies and greed. I am here to test your mettle, to see how brainwashed you are and to judge your merits. You can walk away now and tell your overlords that this was a glitch where no Hacker has been. That would be the truth, in one way. I am not a Hacker. However, you could stay and keep on the path you find yourselves on. Should you wish to continue and not trigger any traps, you must complete a few more tests. Where does your loyalty lie? In the Gvn that gave you everything you have today and made you who are are? Or are you loyal to truth, no matter what it reveals in its light or casts in its shadow?"[/indent][/indent]

Shaking her head, Urkwia had no idea if this was a joke or a trick. Would the Gvn plant this to test them? Was there really some kind of conspiracy going on? Life around them showed no signs of unrest and yet Hackers loved to play games. Urkwia wasn't sure what to do but her gut was telling her to move forward. If this was a trick or a test by the Gvn, they would fail and likely lose their jobs. If it wasn't, did they need answers to questions they didn't even have? "I think we should keep going. Though something tells me whoever this is, has some worse tricks up their sleeves." She frowned. "What do you guys think?" She asked them.

What would await them on the third floor, would be a maze leading to the next set of stairs, on the other side of the building. The maze was made of tall silver-grey file cabinets, with stone creatures roaming and lurking in the shadows. All of this could be seen on the final floor, a woman sitting back in a soft brown leather chair, watching the Correctors squirm on her monitors. The woman hummed softly, hoping these Correctors would be the ones to take a leap of faith, to venture out of the cave and see the light and embrace the truth and the cruel world that bred it.