-BEYOND THE HORIZON-

EGO REBORN

The Stonehaven police force's base of operations is one of the oldest and most intricate in the state. It was as it stood, a monumental building; the grandeur of which was made as tribute to those who gave up their lives for a better future, to honor the fallen. It's main purpose, to protect and ensure the safety of the public so history doesn't repeat itself.

The kind of sleep I like is non-REM sleep.

I've been so busy lately I haven't gotten any at all.

He reminded himself, running a hand tiredly down his face. Haturii was working in the bullenpen of the police station, sorting and organizing paperworks his boss, Aomorii, had asked of him.

It's because of this my sleep was...

He continued, piling the paperworks in their appropriate order. We're too short-staffed. I'm so sleepy...! He followed too with a yawn and stared off briefly into space. Surely, after I'm done, I can sleep soon! Alas, he spoke at this with great relief. He had just finished when he heard commotion outside the room.

His curiosity ensued. He wanted to know what it was, what was happening out there, why the place sounded more like a market square than it did a station but when he tried to leave, his hand slipped.

What a fluke accident that turned out to be!

With strained eyes and carpal tunnel vision, all he could do was watch from the corner of his eye, frustrated, as the piled up paperwork fell to the ground in total disarray.

And after a few seconds, the doors sprang open...

"JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT THERE!" He erupted, annoyed, pushing open the door and meeting to his surprise, Dr. Stane, who stood right there in the waiting room, struggling to break free of the grip of the officers that held him. It looked like they were trying to escort him out. Throw him out if you will.

"Aomorii, where's Aomorii?!" He yelled, resisting. "I should be talking to her, let me go! You need to allow me see her!"

"Whoa, calm down," Haturii intervened quickly on the matter, stepping forward to the scene. He flashed the security officers his badge. "Let him go, it's okay. He's with me."

The officers, neither of them saying a word, examined the badge he held up close before letting go of the researcher since he was known by an officer of the law and not just another psycho who trod in, demanding to see the chief of police. Yes, this had happened once before. The officers who held him had no business being there and back to their posts outside, they left for.

"Hey, I know you, you're that Ganymede's aide, aren't you?" Haturii asked. "What are you doing all the way here?"

"Aomorii... Where's Aomorii?
The boy... It's... It's not his fault. It's not..."

"Calm down, what are you talking about? What boy?" Haturii sneered.

"The boy," was all the panic-strickened researcher could say. He had ran all the way from the Foundation upon hearing, upon realizing, what these officers planned on doing when they caught up with the anomaly, "It's not... It's not his fault there was a leak in his sedation pipes!" The researcher went on to say.