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After Erik had gotten all of the tar out of his clothes (he couldn't get it all out of his hair, but...) he turned off the water and stood, his pants now soaked. He pulled them up as far as he could to make sure they weren't weighted down and stepped out, finding a rack full of towels somewhere nearby. He wiped himself off so that he wasn't dripping water all over the floor, but he couldn't dry himself completely. Erik was still a bit shell shocked. He had though he was going to die back there. He had been quite close to dying too. What if there hadn't been tunnels at the bottom? Would they really had let him die?

Erik didn't even notice the fact that he was shaking. He shook his head, as if to clear it. "Stop being a wuss," he said to himself. He knew he just had to get over the initial shock of being in a near death situation. Hadn't he already been in one when he had been so closed to being shot? But he wasn't shot, and even if he had been, he would have lived. Erik let out a shaky breath. A noise behind him made him turn. He let out a breath as he saw Nan step into one of the showers, not even noticing him. Had she gone through the tar? She hadn't looked like it. She didn't seem to have any tar on her.

Erik began limping down the hall, deciding to go exploring. He pushed open a door to see a group of Legals in some sort of conference room. They were all huddled together, looking at something, before they whirled around and looked at Erik. No, they weren't Legals- they were Mercenaries. Before Erik could say anything, one grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pinned him against the wall. "What are you doing, pipsqueak?" the Mercenary demanded. Erik took offense to the nickname he was given. He wasn't a body builder, but he was a Builder, making him muscular. But, Erik couldn't speak, now shaking so horribly his teeth were chattering. Before he could say a word, a voice called out from the hall.

"Put that young man down!" It was the female President. Erik gulped as the Mercenary let go and he slid down the wall. The President looked at him and smiled. "He's been accepted to Operation Promise Land... We need him...."