Unit 2 Story

--- Greetings citizen, Your public identification number |**(random: 150000,500000)**| has been selected from this season's labour lottery. This is an official notice from the Department of Employment to report to **Armaments Factory C5** on **November 10th** at **06:00** hours for cumpolsory service. Accompanying this notice are two pairs of work uniforms, an identification card, labour pass, and work manual. Due to the ongoing military conflict, there is an increased need to supplement the workforce. Until a notification of ceased labor is sent to your residence, you will be under employment at **Armaments Factory C5**. Please refer to the provided work manual for your required training before you arrive for employment. It is imperitive that you are aware of your duties before you arrive for service. For any questions or concerns, please use your residence-provided landline to contact the Department of Employment using the **4** button of the receiver. We look forward to seeing you soon! 🛠️ Glory to the state! --- [[Work Manual]] [[Begin]]

It is day $day! You arrive at work early and sign in at the check-in station. Your fellow workers are also pouring into the entrance. After checking in, you make your way to your station on the assembly line. Your assignment may be boring but at least it's pretty easy and straightforward. The foreman will do daily checks to make sure you're meeting the requirements. Armed guards are stationed near each assembly line. [[Start the shift]]

(set: $day to 1) (set: $warning to false) (set: $hascard to false) (set: $code to 4429) (set:$uniform to false)

--- **Armaments Factory C5 Manual** Your schedule for any work day will include the following task(s): -Arrive to |**Station 5**| on Assembly line |**B**| by |**0:600**| -Label |**Boxes for infantry weapons**| IN ORDER by: 1. Placing the *Yellow sticker* 2. Place the *Cyan sticker* 3. Place the *Maroon sticker* -Break for Lunch at |**12:00**| 1. You will have a variety of choices for provided lunch -Label |**Boxes for infantry weapons**| IN ORDER by: 1. Placing the *Yellow sticker* 2. Place the *Cyan sticker* 3. Place the *Maroon sticker* -End work day at |**17:00**| **IMPORTANT** Warnings are issued for any misteps during production. It is vital you memorize these steps IN ORDER as workers of your class are issued |**1**| warning(s). After this, you may be removed from the workplace pending an investigation for misconduct. 🛠️ Glory to the state! --- [[Finished Looking]]

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You walk to your station and the bell sounds for the beginning of the work day. The loudspeaker near your station blares, "Work day $day is now starting!" The assembly line begins to move. The worker before you is nailing the boxes shut as they move towards you. You look down to your long sheet of labeling stickers. First is the... [[Cyan]] [[Maroon]] [[Yellow]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

Next is the... [[Cyan one]] [[Maroon one]]

Finally the... [[Maroon sticker]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

"Yes yes, very good" the foreman nods approvingly from behind you. "You're doing well" He moves away but you can feel him staring at your work, waiting for you to mess up. The boxes continue to move down the conveyor belt: [[Maroon]] [[Yellow|Yellow 2]] [[Cyan]]

Then it's the... [[Maroon]] [[Cyan|Cyan 2]]

Next it's the [[Maroon| Maroon]]

The bell rings for the end of the morning shift. Workers pour away from their stations towards the mess hall for lunch. The guards follow to make sure everyone has left the assembly area. The mess hall is a large area with rows of aluminum tables and small chairs. All the workers are lining up by the food line. Maybe they'll have something good today. [[Lunch]]

At the food line you grab (cycling-link: "chicken and rice", "veggie casserole", "candy") for lunch. You take a cup of (cycling-link: "milk", "water", "juice") to drink. After taking your meal, you have two options of where to sit. The [[large table]] has many of your fellow workers sitting at it. The [[small table]] has one mysterious looking man sitting at it. He's wearing his regular work uniform but has a dark beanie and black jacket overtop.

You sit at the large table and discuss the day with your fellow workers. You make sure not to talk too loudly as the guards are nearby. Workers have been known to be arrested for complaining about the labour. The lunch is decent but you doubt it'll fill you up very much. The portion sizes are so small here. (if: $day is 1)[The workers at the table are discussing the resistance organizations rumoured to lurking around your city. You are all largely sympathetic and some workers even suggest organizing a revolt. No one wants to be at the factory for this kind of work.] (if: $day is 2)[The other workers whisper about the ongoing war at the Northern border regions. As your family is not provided a TV by the state, this is the only news you'll receive. Apparently it's not going well. That's why so many people have been called into the labor force as of late. One man you sit next to tells you that he has a friend who's helping people to escape. The friend is located over the border and is organizing families to travel over. They simply call him by the codename "Osiris".] (if: $day is 3)[Today the talk is about the rebel cells operating in your city. They're helping entire families to escape over the border. While most of the workers are sympathetic, there's worries that security will be increased around the factory and your homes.] (if: $day is 4)[Today the workers are again talking about the war. There's rumours you'll all be kept indefinitely until the hostilities cease. A few workers are talking about the underground resistance that's rumoured to be helping people escape over the border.] (if: $day is 5)[Today, the discussion is about one of your fellow workers who hasn't shown up for his shift. Some say he was able to escape with his family in the dead of night. Others are more skeptical and think the police hauled him away.] After lunch, the bell rings and you all return to your stations. [[Back to work]]

You decide to sit at the smaller table. The man looks up and grunts as you sit down across from him. You notice he isn't eating any food but does have a small flask he's concealing from the guards. (if:$hascard is false)+(if:$warning is true)[The man watches you eat for a bit and then leans forward. "Hey man," he says. "If you want to, take this [[card]]. It might do you more good than it would for me. If not, I'll [[throw it away]]. If you can make it over the border, find my friend "Osiris" at the back of a small cafe near the embassy."] (else:)[The man has nothing to say to you. You eat your lunch in silence. The bell rings and you [[head back|Back to work]] to work]

You and the other workers file out towards your stations. As get back to your station, the conveyor belt begins to move and more boxes stream into your path. You mentally prepare yourself for more grueling hours of work before you go home. First sticker is the... [[Maroon|Maroon A]] [[Yellow|Yellow A]] [[Cyan|Cyan A]]

"NO NO NO!" The foreman screams as he runs up behind you. "That's completely the wrong order. Weren't you paying any attention to your manual? It's Yellow, Cyan then Maroon! That's your last warning for the day!" Even as the foreman walks away, you sense that he's watching you very closely, waiting for you to mess up again. As you turn back to your station, more boxes begin to flow down. The first box comes and you place a [[yellow|Yellow]] sticker first. (set: $warning to true)

"THAT'S IT!" The foreman yells. "That's the second time you've done this! Guards! Arrest this worker for purposeful incompetence! They're deliberately stalling our production!" Before you have a chance to react, two armed guards flank you and grab your arms. You're brought off the assembly floor and put in handcuffs in one of the backrooms. None of the guards speak to you despite your loud protests. You've just been added to the long list of workers who've been removed from service for minor infractions. Over the next few days, you're trasnfered from one jail cell to another. Finally, you're sent to a large scale labor prison to serve an unspecified sentence. You don't know if you'll ever see your family again. (text-colour:red)[The End] [[Try again|Start]]

(set:$hascard to true) You take the card from him look it over. (b4r:"dashed")+(b4r-size:5.5)+(b4r-colour:yellow)[**Security Level C Identification Card** Issued to captain and above rank of State Security Bureau. Access granted to all level C and below restricted areas. 4429] The card looks pretty official. You're not sure where this mysterious man got it, but it can apparently grant access to high-level places. You put the card in your back pocket for safe keeping. The man refuses to talk anymore. Suddenly the bell rings for end of lunch. [[Head back|Back to work]]

You decide you don't want to get involved in whatever this guy's doing. You tell him to throw the card away before you both get in trouble. He grunts and crumples up the card. Who knows what that thing was anyway. Suddenly, the bell rings for the end of lunch. [[Go back to work|Back to work]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order B")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

Now you place the... [[Maroon sticker|Wrong order B]] [[Cyan sticker|Cyan C]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order B")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

Finally the... [[Maroon|Maroon C]] [[Yellow again|Wrong order B]]

The foreman looks over your shoulder. "Very good," he says. "You're doing well so far. For your sake, I hope you keep it up." You nod silently but refuse to make eye contact. Out of the corner of your eye, you see two guards whispering to each other and looking at you. You try not to let them intimidate you. Turning back to the mind-numbing work, yet another box is upon you. First you place the... [[Cyan sticker|Wrong order B]] [[Yellow|More stickers]] [[Maroon|Wrong order B]]

Then the... [[Cyan|Cyan I]] [[Maroon|Maroon I]]

Then lastly... [[Maroon|Maroon II]] [[Cyan|Cyan II]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order B")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

Finally, the bell rings for the end of the day. As you place the last sticker, the workers begin to file away from their stations. Just like at lunch, the guards follow closely behind to make sure no one stays behind. They begin to herd the large group towards the entrance where buses are stationed to deliver you home. [[Head home|Heading home]]

(if:$warning is false)[(goto:"Wrong order B")] (else:)[(goto:"Arrested")]

(if:$day is < 5)[Arriving at home, your family makes you a small meal of what they can scrounge together. The weekly rations to your apartment have decreased in size as of late. Some of your family have been discussing trying to leave. You know you have family over the border you can stay with. As you head to bed for the night, you throw your dirty work clothes in the wash and put a fresh pair on the floor for the next morning. [[Go to sleep]] (set: $day to it + 1)] (if:$day is 5)[You arrive home to your family hugging you. They hand you an official looking envelope with a [[document]] inside!]

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Sneaking down the corridor, you're able to quickly conceal yourself in the dimly lit hallway. At the end of the hallyway, there's a [[keypad]] attached to the obviously locked door. The frame of the door is marked **UNIFORM SECTION C**. Looking back, there's still a long line of workers you could sneak back with and go to the [[transports|transportation]].

(set: $code to (prompt: "Code input", "0")) (set: $code to (num: $code)) {(if: $code is > 4429)[[Incorrect]] (if: $code is < 4429)[[Incorrect]]} {(if: $code is 4429)[[Correct!]]}

(set:$uniform to true) With a click, the door slides open! You walk inside to find long rows of military officer's uniforms. They are freshly pressed and neatly hung in order. This must be where the guards keep any excess clothing. You grab one off the rack that looks your size. Quickly looking in a nearby mirror, you straighten your hair and place the cap on your head. Armed with your security ID card, you return from the side hallway. Holding yourself like a proper officer, you return to the entrance of the factory. The guards snap to attention and salute as you walk past. You could either head to the [[worker transportation]] or the military [[staff car]]

You punch in the wrong code and alarms all around you blare to life. Guards from all directions come running down the corridor to confront you. You put your hands in the air to surrender but one of the officers raises his weapon to you. With a quick (text-style:"shudder")[**BANG**] he fires the weapon and it strikes you in the stomach. Falling over, you feel (text-style:"blur")[dizzy]. More guards begin to open fire on you. Your body is ripped to shreds before you even know what's going on. You should've memorized the code! (text-colour:red)[The End] [[Try again|Start]]

(if:$day is 1)[This must be the worst job you've ever worked. The food was disgusting and the work was frustratingly boring. Who knows how long you'll have to work here. If only there was a way out. You head back to the entrance to where the [[transportation]] is parked. You also see a military [[staff car]] parked to the side.] (if:$day is 2)[This job is getting even more unbearable. Looking forward, you see the [[transportation]] waiting to take you home. You also see a military [[staff car]] parked to the side.] (if:$day is 3)[This job sucks. Every day you're doing the same things. You're constantly on edge, waiting for the guards to haul you away. Off to the side, you notice a small [[corridor]] that everyone is filing past. You bet you can make it over without anyone spotting you. Looking forward, you see the [[transportation]] waiting to take you home. You also see a military [[staff car]] parked to the side.] (if:$day is 4)[This might be the most boring experience you've ever had. There must be a way out. Off to the side, you see the small [[corridor]] that everyone is filing past. You bet you can make it over without anyone spotting you. Looking forward, you also see the [[transportation]] waiting to take you home. You also see a military [[staff car]] parked to the side.] (if:$day is 5)[This job is terrible. This entire week has been awful. You just want this boring, repetetive hell to end. Off to the side, you see the small [[corridor]] that everyone is filing past. You bet you can make it over without anyone spotting you. Looking forward, you also see the [[transportation]] waiting to take you home. You also see a military [[staff car]] parked to the side.]

(if:$uniform is true)[You approach the staff car and the driver greets you with a sulute. "Colonel," he says. "I understand you're heading out of the city today for a meeting? I didn't expect you to arrive so soon." You gulp, "err.. yes, I am. I was able to complete my morning tasks in a timely manner. I'm prepared to go at once if that's not a problem." "No problem at all," he says. "We can go immediately." You get in the back of the car and [[drive off]] towards the edge of the city.] (if:$uniform is false)[You approach the staff car but the driver looks at you with a mix of confusion and amusement. "You!" he says. "This is a military staff car for the colonel. Dirty workers like yourself go in the transports." Before you can respond, two guards are already hauling you towards the worker's [[transportation]].]

As you approach the transports, most of the workers look at you with alarm. Obviously not recognizing you, they quickly herd themselves inside the bus with fear. You try to head inside but the driver of the staff car runs up behind you. "Colonel?" he says. "Why are you getting in the worker's bus? We have a meeting to get to." You turn around and see him studying your face carefully. You don't know how to respond. Why on earth would a military officer be getting on a worker's transport? "You're not the colonel!" The diver finally yells. "Guards! arrest this man! He's broken into the officer's changing room!" Before you can react, guards are immediately swarming you. After being thrown on the ground, you feel the boot of a soldier being kicked into your face. Once the beating is done, they haul you to your feet and [[arrest|arrest B]] you

Over the next couple of minutes, you ride silently in the back seat. You can feel the driver looking back at you every so often. Hoping it helps, you pull the cap deeper over your face and try to look as intimidating as possible. Reaching the border checkpoint, the guards salute the car and quickly let you drive past. In the neighboring country, the driver brings you to a professional looking embassy in the middle of a city. He stops at the front entrance to let you out. "Good luck to you, Colonel." He says. "I'll be back out front to pick you up in about three hours." Leaving you there, he drives off. You have no intention of staying for whatever meeting you're supposed to. Ducking into a side alley, you quickly dispose of the uniform. You're finally free! No more working long and boring shifts! You know the country you're in will never extradite you back. Remembering what your fellow workers told you, you quickly make your way to the cafe near the embassy. Once inside, you head to the back and see a man in a green hood enjoying a coffee. "Osiris?" You ask him. "I just came from over the border from the town of Phobos. I was told I could meet you here." The man sets the coffee down and looks at you. "Yes, that's what my associates call me. Let's discuss our options from here." Over the next few hours, the two of you lay out a plan to bring the rest of your family over. It will take lots of time to safely complete, but you know it's worth it. For the time being, the resistance houses you in a safe motel on the other side of town. While the future looks bright, you can't help but wonder if everything will go to plan. (text-colour:green)[The End]

Two armed guards grab your arms and haul you away into the factory. You're brought off the assembly floor and put in handcuffs in one of the backrooms. None of the guards speak to you despite your loud protests. You're bleeding everywhere but no medical aid comes to you. After a few hours, you're finally taken to the local police station and questioned extensively. Trying to save yourself, you see no choice than to sell out the man who gave you the ID card. Over the next few days, you're trasnfered from one jail cell to another. Finally, you're sent to a large scale labor prison to serve an unspecified sentence. You don't know if you'll ever see your family again. (text-colour:red)[The End] [[Try again|Start]]

--- Greetings citizen, This is an official notice from the Department of Employment that your cumpolsory service at **Armaments Factory C5** may cease immediately. It will be to your comfort to know that the Department of Employment has filled your position with additional workers and your service is no longer needed. You have been permitted to keep your workers uniform and work manual but we ask you to please return your identification card and labour pass to your nearest Department of Employment station for immediate destruction. Your place of employment at **Armaments Factory C5** has already been notified. We once again thank you for your unyielding service to the state. You have been an invaluable asset to ensuring the war effort is going as smoothly as possible. Please take pride in your cumpolsory service and consider signing up for this position full time! For any questions or concerns, please use your residence-provided landline to contact the Department of Employment using the **4** button of the receiver. You have been a model citizen! 🛠️ Glory to the state! --- [[done]]

Finally! You've survived a week of grueling work. Although it hasn't been an easy week, you can't help but feel lucky that you've been relieved so soon. Everyone is happy you're returning to your regular job. With your two sets of work uniforms, it provides some much needed clothes to your family. Life continues to not be the easiest, but you've been rewarded for being a good citizen. By keeping your head down and following the rules, you're allowed to return home. Who knows when you'll be called up again for forced labour, but at least you've survived this time. (text-colour:green)[The End] ---

(align:"<==")+(box:"=XX=")[**POLICE STATE**] (align:"<==")+(box:"=XX=")[[Begin|Start]]