Everything is just how I left it, exactly how it's supposed to be." He stated with a small smile. His smile faltered when a heavy, pounding knock was heard coming from the delicate door. For the third and final time that morning, the door flew inward, unveiling the figures of three men. All of them were covered with black from head to toe, only having an opening across their face, showing their hard, dark blue eyes. Reaching into a bag on his shoulder, the middle man unrolled a piece of parchment. " 'Law 4768 of the New Great Empire states that if and when any born citizen comes of the age of five years, they shall be taken from the guardianship of the parents and put into a New Great Empire Facility.' "