After a long time talking about each other’s guardians, the two let their exhaustion take over and fell asleep.

The night quickly passed as the two woke up to the sound of Buddie’s voice. They took turns showering and getting dressed, then sat down and had breakfast together.

“It’s time for you to check in on them,” Buddie said to Ed, forcefully breaking up their moment of peace.

“Guess I should be heading off now. See you at work later.” He shoved the last piece of toast into his mouth and waved goodbye as he stepped through the door.

He went through the doors one by one to check in on them. Not too much had changed, but everyone was a bit calmer now.

Masami was looking at her computer solemnly, waiting for the file to appear. Ed could only hope that she would continue to get ones that wouldn’t weigh on her conscience too much.

Mathew was excitedly waiting for his file, eager to get started. He was still riding the revenge high he got from his first trap. Ed was waiting for that to go away before he had a proper conversation with him.

Jacob was handling things the best. Ed was certain that Jacob would be hired, he just didn’t think he would be able to convince him over to his side.

Belle had stopped crying, though she was still sitting in the corner. Seeing this, Ed didn’t know whether he should sit down with her or give her some space. Buddie will remind her when its time to start working, but I should at least get her off the floor.

He walked over to her, his shadow looming over her causing her to shiver. She looked up at him in fear. “Are you okay?” he asked.

She bit her lip and burst into tears. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I won’t steal from anyone again. Please just let me go.” She choked on her words, her voice barely audible through the sounds of her crying.

Ed shook his head, feeling sorry for her. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. You have been chosen, and there’s no way to go back to the life you had before. If you’re really feeling sorry, then just do your job well and eventually things will get better.”

She froze up in the corner and stopped responding to him, the sounds of her sobs filling the room. She couldn’t handle the thought of doing this again, let alone for the rest of her life. Just watching someone die once was traumatising enough for her.

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Ed decided to leave her alone for now. He knew she just needed time to adapt to the harsh truth of her new reality.

Roman had finally stopped laughing, though he was no less excited than before. His hoarse voice filled the room with strange and psychotic ramblings. He was demanding for more files to be sent to him. He was enjoying this way too much.

After checking in with all of them, Ed returned to the office space and sat down next to Zara.

“How was everything?” she asked.

“It was alright. I think they’re slowly starting to accept everything. But there’s still one that I don’t think will make it,” he answered.

“I mean, they can’t all be great. I think it’s fine to have one failure in a group of five,” she said, comforting him.

“That’s true.”

As they were speaking, the files showed up and they got stuck into their work.

Name: Oli Poole

Age: 60

Occupation: bus driver

Biography: Born to parents Jacob and Lesly Poole, Oil was the first of four children. His family wasn’t rich, but they got by with what they had. He helped take care of his younger siblings, and then when he was old enough, he started working to help out with the financial situation.

He left high school as soon as possible and started working full time so that the rest of his siblings could go to university. He worked a variety of jobs throughout the years: a cashier, a bartender, a construction worker, and a taxi driver, until eventually settling in as a bus driver.

He had to deal with a lot of impolite and rude people while he worked as a bus driver, which chipped away at his patience. He became more irritable and prone to not dealing with any nonsense. He would snap back at anyone who was too rude and disrespectful, and would even kick them off the bus if it got too bad.

He would always handle these situations within the bounds of the law, and did what he could to make sure his passengers felt comfortable and safe while they were on the bus. He was respected by a lot of people that took public transportation, except for those troublemakers.

One time however, things got a bit too heated on the bus and he threw someone off a bit too roughly, causing them to stumble and land awkwardly, breaking their arm.

-End of document-

Okay, this should be pretty easy. I should be able to go pretty easy on him considering he didn’t do anything too bad. However, before he could even get started making the room, he was stopped by Buddie.

“Please wait.”

What happened? Ed was a bit confused, but listened to Buddie and took his hands away from the desk.

“Unfortunately, it looks like one of your interns is refusing to work. This means that you will have to accept the punishment with them.” Buddie’s words drew Zara’s attention, pulling her away from her work.

Ed already had an idea as to who refused to work, but he still had a few questions he needed to ask. “What happens to this file I just got?”

“It will be waiting for you to complete after you finish being punished.”

“Okay. Now can you give me any info on what I might be dealing with? Or am I going in completely blind here?”

“I can’t hand over any information to you. You have five seconds before it starts.”

Ed turned to Zara and told her to keep working. “I’ll see you later.”