Prologue - The Vault
The wait was making Murphy anxious. The four other people who had gone before him had gotten their results much quicker than this, and he was beginning to wonder why it was taking so long for him to get his. Mr. White, his teacher, was just sitting there switching his gaze from the screen to Murphy, and back to the screen. Murphy turned around for a brief second and saw that some other students were now waiting behind him. "Mr. O'Connell, your results. Here you go". As he grabbed the paper from his teacher, a sigh of relief came out of him and only one word crossed his mind. Finally. Murphy looked down at the paper as he walked out of the classroom. The piece of paper had a few sentences on it.
Vault Security Monitoring Specialist. Report to Vault Security Office on September 3rd at 8:00 A.M. Welcome to the work force.
Murphy had never heard of this job before. He leaned against a wall to think about it for a few minutes. Other students began walking past him, some were together talking about their new jobs, others were walking alone. He looked back down at the paper and re-read the sentence a few times over. It finally sank it that this would be his career for the rest of his life, regardless of if he liked it or not. So he decided to go tell his parents, and then he would probably head to the Atrium and find his brother and some friends. "What'd you get?" The voice was familiar, it was one of the Security Officers that Murphy actually liked. "Security Monitoring Specialist... whatever that is" he looked behind the Officer and saw his brother walk by. "I'd love to sit and chat but I gotta show my parents". With that, he walked off towards his living quarters.
The hallways were dull, as always, but Murphy was not really paying attention to that. He was still distracted by the thought of spending his life doing the same thing over and over for the rest of his life. Before he knew it he had arrived at his house. Murphy entered the key and the door slid open. His mother was sitting on the couch reading a book, his father was obviously still working. Instead of talking to his mother in length, he just decided to toss the paper to her and say he had to leave. Murphy rushed from the room and before his mother knew it, he had left as quickly as he had came. The walk from his living quarters to the Atrium took about five minutes. Once he arrived at the Atrium he sat down at an empty table and waited. He knew that eventually one of his brothers would pass by, it was just a matter of waiting. Murphy decided to rest his head on the table in the mean time.