After a few days of much needed relaxation and rejuvenation, the Dark Circle crew gathered together to discuss their plans for the future. In light of new circumstances, Mr. Camouflage wanted to check in with everyone to see where they were at.

The small community in which they were staying wasn't an option when everyone was first deciding on their future. But now that this new option had presented itself and offered everyone a chance to live full and meaningful lives, some members of the group may have soften their stances on the whole revolution.

"How's everyone feeling?" Mr. Camo asked.

"I'm happy to help in any way I can," the Professor said. "Whatever the group decides.

"Cheryl?"

"Same. Whatever I can do to help, count me in."

"Allie, what about you?"

"I'm always down to fight, or do whatever the group decides."

"Dane?"

"I mean, it's nice here and all, and I'm sure we'd be fine if we stayed in this community, but I also don't want to live in oppression the rest of my life, constantly having to look over my shoulder, you know? Also, I want to say something else. They took something from us, remember that," Dane said, connecting eyes around the room. "That alone is worth fighting for if we ever want it back. Even if it is something small such as enjoying a croissant at your favourite bakery, to something big like seeing your child's smile. Each of us lost something that's important to us. I say we fight back. If not for us, then for our kids."

Mr. Camouflage went around the room and heard what each member had to say. Whether they were vocalizing their true feelings, everyone seemed to be saying the same thing.

"Okay, then," Mr. Camouflage said, "we're all in agreement. We'll stick with our original plan."

"Not to be negative or whatever," Lauren said, "but what is the plan exactly? I know it's to take down the government, but how exactly are the nine of us going to do that?"

"Our first step," Mr. Camouflage said, "is to form an agreement. We've done that. Our next step is to formulate a plan of attack, which we'll discuss now. We then need to recruit. Finally, we need to execute. Guys, this isn't going to be easy. We're not going to take over the government in a day.

"We'll start with intel," Mr. Camouflage continued. "We need to know who we are up against and where they are weak. That will inform our plan of attack."

"Okay, so how do you suggest we do that? We don't know anything about them?"

"That's not true," Mr. Camo said. "We know plenty. I have emails and IP addresses, I know how they operate, who they contact in which organizations."

"We can also involve the people," Cheryl said. "When I was in politics, I couldn't do a thing without fearing the public would march into my office and lynch me in the town square. Believe me, I had to make plenty of decisions that upset a lot of people and it's always easier when the support is on your side. In our case, we could blast out messages on social media."

"But wouldn't people be afraid to come forward and speak out against a government that murders its citizens, especially a government that listens and watches every move they make?" Mauricio asked, raising a valid point.

"Yeah, I agree," Lauren said. "The memory of the war is still so fresh, I think a lot of people are happy with the stability. Even though it's not perfect, people are ready to move on."

"Complacency is a breeding ground for evil. What I mean is that when people turn a blind eye and ignore a small current, that's when it grows into a leviathan. We can nip it in the bud."

"Forgive me, but nip what in the bud?" Cheryl asked. "Until we know how to slay this leviathan in which you speak, I suggest we don't march into its den and piss it off."

"Hey, I have a crazy idea," Lauren said. "You know that bus we were on. Mr. Camouflage hacked into it, right? So is there like a way you could figure out where it was going?"

"You know what, I never thought about that, but I suppose there is a lot we could learn in doing so. Thank you for the suggestion, Lauren."

"You're welcome."

"Even if we know where it was going, what good would that do?" Cheryl asked.

"We're in an information war and intel is power," Cam said. "We might learn something."

"Yeah," Dane chimed in. "Like a detective trying to solve a case, that's a lead we need to investigate. At this moment, we're not sure what will come of it. At the very least, if they were leading us to a slaughterhouse, then we could at least go there, save some people, and build our army."

"I agree," Train said. "I think we have a duty to shut the place down. And like Lauren and Dane pointed out, it may be worth our while to find out new information."

"Mr. Camo, you said you have email and IP addresses," Dane pondered. "Does that mean you know how to contact the head of The Shadow?"

"There's no head, or at least, nobody knows who it is."

"So tell me again, how does this whole Shadow work?" Dane asked.

"No one really knows. I was given small assignments without knowing the full scope of what I was doing. That way, no one person knows too much info."

"That's actually quite smart," Dane said.

"There has to be a leader though, right?" Train asked.

"Maybe," Mr. Camo shrugged.

"Why do I get the feeling you know more than you're letting on?" Lauren asked.

"Lauren, I assure you, I've been nothing but open and honest with the entire group since day one. I respect your ability to tell when someone is lying. But in this case, the reason I'm struggling is because I don't have the answers in which you all seek. I'll tell you whatever I know and help out in any way I can."

"I believe you, Cam," Lauren said. "I was just messing with you."

"Okay, guys," Dane said. "I think we need to go to the city. It doesn't have to be all of us, but some of us should go and see what we can find out."

"I'll go," Train said.

"Okay good. That's me and Train, who else wants to go?"

The rest of the group remained silent.

"Just the two of us. We can make it if we try. What? No one has heard of that song? What's wrong with you people?"

"I'm sorry, Dane, but I just don't see the value in going to the city. What are we going to do, walk around and ask people if they know who The Shadow is?"

"I'm with Cheryl on this one," Lynn said. "I'm happy to do whatever the group asks, but I just don't see that as a worthwhile endeavour. It's high risk with low reward."

"Lynn, are you still able to perform surgery?" Dane asked.

"Of course, with the right equipment."

"Great. I want you to remove my chip."

"I can do that, but won't they know?" she asked.

"What are they going to do, hunt me down and kill me? Last I checked they're already trying to do that. Who knows what information this chip is sending them. I say it's better out than in."

"Okay. Does anyone else want me to remove their chips?"

Everyone looked at each other shrugged in agreement. Eventually everyone in the group raised their hands.

"Okay then. Let's go talk to Daxon and see if he has surgical equipment."