Nocturnal Utopia

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Tom's POV

I woke up to knocking on my door again.

I checked the clock and saw that the time was 7:34, I still had time to sleep.

I hopped out of bed and answered the door to reveal Tord once again.

"What now?" I asked in frustration.

Tord marches into the room and slams the door behind him.

"Where's Jessika Härt?" Tord asked.

"Who?" I asked.

"Jessika Härt, she's calling everyone I know personally and telling them about severely confidential information," Tord explained.

"She must have called you right?"

"Oh yeah, I remember someone calling me and claiming that their name was Jessika Härt..." I said.

"She said she was being sexually exploited..." I said.

Tord paused for a moment.

"She said she was being sexually exploited by the Red Army..." I told Tord.

Tord looked down, almost sad.

"Do you know where she is?" Tord asked.

I shook my head.

"But she did say something about a place," I said.

"A place? What place?" Tord asked.

I tried my best to recall what she said.

"A place called Utopia, I think," I said.

"Where's this place at?" Tord asked.

"I don't know, she hung up," I said.

Tord sighed and looked back down at the floor.

"What else did she tell you?" Tord asked.

I opened and blinds and said, "She told me that she was part of the Purple Army. You know, before you sent them off to execution camps."

Tord quickly looked back up at me and said, "Purple Army?"

"Yeah. What's the deal with that whole Purple Army and shit anyways?" I asked.

"It's just a different military organization like mine trying to stop my cause," Tord explained.

"What do you mean 'stop your cause'" I asked.

Tord smiled and said, "They're trying to kill me, Tom."

"Oh..." I said.

The room filled up with silence before I asked "Who's their leader?".

"That's what we're still trying to find out," Tord said.

"'We're'?" I asked.

"I and my army" Tord corrected himself.

"Oh, okay," I said simply

"So... Do you have any experience with being a bodyguard?" Tord asked.

"No," I said simply.

"Great! I have a guy coming over at 9:30, he can show you the ropes," Tord said.

"Yay, so fun," I groaned sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know," Tord smirked as he left my room.

What a bitch.

I had at least one more hour to sleep so I lay in bed.

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