I ran down the hall and into my new headquarters. It was where I was going to do all my planning. Then I would pass that planning on to D and the others. Unfortunately I was met with the sight of the official sitting on my bed, twiddling his thumbs. He looked up when I came in. Then he raised an eyebrow.
"Programmed subjects do not ignore rules that are clearly posted."
I sighed. I didn't want to deal with this, "Sue me. Or turn me in, or whatever. You said you already knew."
He smiled, a real smile, one that reached his eyes, "Yeah. And I wasn’t lying. I want to help you, not program you."
I sat next to him cautiously, "Help me how?"
"Well, judging by the way you're dressed, you found the Killjoy channel."
I nodded, "I did."
"And you plan on escaping?"
"I do. And I'm taking my friends."
"What's your name?"
"Sweet Demolition."
"Good one. I need to tell you some things that the Killjoys didn't know when they made that video and set up that message."
So he had seen it all, too. Or at least heard of it, "Like what?"
"Better Living Industries is aware of their presence. They're beginning to use force to program people. They developed advanced weaponry to fight the battle. They're focusing on kids, so I would be careful if I were you."
"What...kind of weapons?"
"Laser weapons. I know, It sounds like something out of a sci-fi film. They feed off the suns energy and a small nuclear reactor in the barrel. Those are the real reason the environment is dying so quickly. They use them frequently and the only way to fight them is to use them."
"I don't like where this is going."
"I have an access code for their dispensers. Dispensers look like vending machines. They have them on some streets for easy access for the draculoids."
"D-Draculoids?" My brain was reeling with his information.
"Awful creatures. Another invention of BLI's. They're faster and stronger than most humans and they have killer reflexes. You can't miss them; they're horribly disfigured with peeling paper-white skin and swolen red lips. They work for BLI in rounding up all non-programmed citizens."
"Okay. Back to the access code. Why do I need that?"
"You need weapons. All of you. It's the only way you'll survive while committing clear rebellion."
I gulped, "I've never used a gun..."
"I'll teach you everything you need to know."
"I...Think I need to sleep on this..."
"One more thing. I can help you escape when the time comes. Just make sure you're one hundred percent ready when you leave. There won't be any turning back."
I nodded, "Yes, sir."

Notes

This one's kind of short but it's a complete scene so I'm posting it. There's much more to come so keep reading!