Page 18 of Sadistic Retribution

We've got to get her out. I know she’s in the fucking Morgue. The main issue is we don’t know how the fuck to get to it. All of the tunnels we’ve found so far lead to pretty much nowhere.

I can’t believe how long we’ve been here. Two years so far. It's so fucking stupid that we were sent here in the first place. They could have just beat us or sent us somewhere else that makes more sense…

Razor Age 18

“Nah, man, I’m not doing it,” I announce, with folded arms. The guys and I are outside, having a powwow. “It’s too fucked up.”

“Yeah,” Trikk adds. “They’re kids, bro!”

“I think we all agree,” Synn says, anger in his voice.

“So, what do we do, then?” Purge questions.

Frost shrugs, like it’s such a simple answer. “Tell them no.”

The fathers want us to break in the new shipment. Teach them how to submit. As fucked as it is, we normally would just comply. But these girls are just kids. Not one of them over the age of ten, the youngest only two or three.

“We better stand our ground now,” I say. “Let’s get it over with.”

We move inside together, going towards my father’s office. Without knocking, we barge in.

“We’re not doing it,” I say with a firmness I don’t feel.

“Excuse me?” he booms, standing from his desk.

Oh shit...

“We. Are. Not. Doing. It,” I repeat. “They’re kids!”

I get sharply backhanded.

“You all feel the same?” He looks around at the others with a raised brow. Nods go around. “Well then, since you’re all defying a direct order, I will speak to the other fathers. But make no mistake, this will not be a light slap on the wrist.”

It was an hour after that we were told we had to come here. And to follow every order, or we’d relinquish our positions in our families. We've been trained to understand that there’s nothing more important than being heirs.

Hunter

Thor and I are sitting side by side, double-teaming Director Augustine’s servers. I gave him permission to share my screen, so we can both see the same thing. Thor figured we could break through quicker this way.

“So, do I just do my usual hacking?” I ask, side-eyeing him.

“Yep. It's simple, really. A brute force attack to crack his password. Then, we exploit the vulnerabilities in his system. Then, bam! We're in.”

“Sounds so easy,” I say, sarcasm lacing my voice. “How do I know what passwords to try?”

He shoves a piece of paper towards me. “That’s a list of the most used passwords. Just plug them in, one by one. Eventually, we’ll strike gold.”

“Okay.” I pull up a page of code, typing away. Some time passes, enough that my hands are cramping. I stop for a second to shake them out.

“Come on, man, keep going,” Thor says. “No time to waste.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I sigh, getting back to it.

As I’m typing some of the last possibilities from the paper, Thor makes an encouraging sound. Then he yells, "Yahtzee!”

“Really? You’re in?”

“We are in, my man! Look at your screen.”