JOSH'S POV

The bustling city was painted in a variety of colors that complimented the streets of Riador. He smiled at each person passing by him as he made his way to a long cement staircase. A few people awaited his arrival at the very top.

As he reached the top of the staircase, he shook hands with the people dressed in camouflaged jumpsuits and yellow tape.

"Do the Watchers have eyes on him?" He asks the banditos.

One of the girls answered. "Yes. We're being sent out once Tyler is down the right path."

A boy stepped forth. "We were informed that he used Morse code with a campfire to communicate. It spelled out your name."

"Alright. I'll send the flash drive immediately then. Be ready. It won't take too long."

All of them nodded in unison, and Josh walked back down the staircase in a hurry. Nothing distracted him from getting where he needed to be, not even his friends who waved to him and got no response in return.

He opened the blue curtain to his bunker and shut the rusted barred door. His drone sits on his mattress, waiting to be sent out. A black flash drive with yellow and red letters on it is secured to the top of the drone with tape.

"Let's hope this works." He pats the drone and flies it out of the window with his remote.