Cipher Code {complete}

Chapter Twenty Five: Tomorrow's Illusion. •EDITED•

"Style 367." Dawn answered automatically. "Underwear selection 100."

As she spoke the entire room flashed a soft blue and immediately she was dressed in a red blouse and black pencil skirt.

"Please select a hairstyle."

The professor gazed down at her waist length locks and sighed. It was time to get rid of it. "Cut it, the usual."

"Makeup selection?"

"No."

"Weapon selection?"

"The usual."

"Congratulations, you are now fully dressed. Would you mind rating my performance?"

"Yes."

"Would you also mind taking a survey on your level of satisfaction?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Dawn sighed again and ran her hand through her hair, satisfied when her fingers stopped at the nape of her neck. "I wonder when it'll grow back. . ."

"Dee," she turned in her seat at Rhea Lee's laugh. "Look what the cat dragged in!"

The doctor hopped into the room with a man in tow, again. But this time it was a man Dawn would always be pleased to see.

"Greeley!" She laughed and got off her seat, walking to the man and grabbing him lightly by his green hair.

She pulled him into a hug. "You shouldn't sneak up on me like that."

"I wasn't trying." he huffed and swatted her hand away. "You asked me to come."

"Oh?" Dawn tapped her chin and pulled her hand out of his reach. "I honestly forgot, Roger."

Roger let out a cold laugh. "Did you get the link? I sent it when I was blocks away in case you accidentally killed me when I got here, you know?"

"I wouldn't have killed you." Rhea Lee frowned, then after a moment of thought added. "You wouldn't have let me kill you, right?"

"I got the link." Dawn answered quickly before her sister could say anything else. "The group that came back from Nicia are fighting off creatures at capital with the garrison stationed there. Apart from that we know nothing else."

"Right," Greely nodded, knowing that it wasn't his place to ask questions. "Corey and Gideon are duking it out at the base. I forgot to mention that."

"What?"

"Yeah, the vice was pissed and the minister was pissed. Basically everybody at work was so scared that they were about to piss their pants from fear, so I got out of there. Those guys are scary as hell so I also decided that coming to you was the best option." Roger Greely rushed through his words in seconds, leaving Dawn and Rhea Lee scrambling for words to reply him by the time he was done.

"What?" The two sisters asked together.

"I also heard that you guys want to jump into a guy's head," he said.

"You have my house bugged?" Rhea Lee narrowed her eyes at him.

"Does it matter?" he asked then turned to Dawn. "I can make that happen. Safely, might I add. Dawn, you might be my boss but I know thay you can be crazy most of the time. Corey will kill me if you died. . ." he paused. "Well, if you died because of me I'd have to kill myself because of that life contract I signed."

"Why did you have him bug my room, Dee?"

"Corey made you sign a life contract behind my back?"

"You," Rhea Lee turned to Dawn then shifted her attention back to him. "Explain."

"Ah," Greeley scratched at his neck. "it's a funny story."

"I don't see how spying on me for my sister is funny," Rhea Lee looked down at her nails. "Maybe I should have you killed."

"I didn't ask him to spy on you, I asked him to keep tabs on your whereabouts." Dawn clarified.

"But that's not important," she started again when Rhea Lee tried to speak. "How can you get us into Philip's head safely?"

"My Enhancement is Telepathy."

"I don't see how that helps, I have telepathy too." Rhea Lee rolled her eyes. "It would still get a normal human killed to cross such a large distance and delve into the mind of a dying person."

"It's not normal telepathy, is it?" Dawn asked. No one discussed their enhancements in detail, not even children, it was the top secret of every citizen who had one. A trump card in emergency situations and an edge over your age mates.

"And you're not a normal human, boss."

"How confident are you?"

"Confident enough."

"Alright," she let out a breath. "I just need to know one thing."

"What?" Roger asked.

"Do you think Mount Roya will still be standing by the time I get back?"

He and Rhea Lee turned to each other. Neither of them answered the question.

"I see," Dawn signed. "We'll have to hurry this up. I need to talk to Philip and keep him alive."

"I just need his general location and description." Roger grinned.

"I'm going to regret this," Rhea Lee groaned and threw herself back on the bed, "but I'll help."

Dawn snapped her fingers. "Wonderful. What we need to do now is find someone."

"Who?" her sister asked.

"The one man I think can fix all this," Dawn twirled her hair around her ring finger, "my dear friend, Elton Yong."