[ TT ] In the year 2224 , a new drug has hit the streets of Lower Neo-Chicago . Looking to profit , and move to Higher Chicago , our hero begins to sling this drug on the streets .

Even though the night sky above was covered black, the streets of LNC were lit and vibrant with endless neon. Corner stores, brothels, and clubs all making their mark on the sleek roads that they stood, but none could compete with CL 3. Standing tall in the depths of Chicago, CL 3 was the epitome of night living. The safe haven for prostitutes, drug enthusiasts, and general civilians looking for a fun night out, without the worry of being scanned by Chicago Augmented Patrol; CL 3 was a fortress. On the outskirts of the grandiose establishment stood countless of hopeless souls looking, even begging for a way inside, but to no avail. First rule of CL 3, you must be escorted in. That means no lines, no favors. Second rule is once you're inside, you must remain in CL 3 for minimum of twenty-four hours. 
 
 In the crowd of people clamoring at the steel doors of CL 3, stood a young man dressed in all black. Black suit, black slacks, black shoes. His jet black hair slicked back, revealing his sharp facial features. His glowing light blue eyes, high cheek bones, and a jaw line as strong as the concrete floor beneath him. He smoothly made his way towards the front of the commotion, reaching the door guards. To his dismay they were two androids. 
 
 `` Hi, would you be able to let me through?'' He asked innocently 
 
 `` No, unless an escort is present, you may not go any further'' said the android to his right. An older male model. No hair at all, with grey eyes. 
 
 `` I lost him'' the man said coyly 
 
 `` That is not possible, escorts must remain with the attendee at all times'' said the newer female model to his left. Short red hair, with grey eyes as well. 
 
 `` I am Antonio Lopez, do n't you recognize me?'' He was hoping to use this line on a human guard, instead of an emotionless android with no sense of pop culture. The two androids stood silently, looking past him, paying him no mind. He gave a deep sigh. 
 
 `` Check your guest list for this evening, I guarantee I'm on there'' 
 
 The male android lifted his arm to launch a holographic page. His swiftly scrolled through the list, and stopped on Antonio Lopez. 
 
 The man in black froze, his eyes fixated on the male android. 
 
 The male android slowly turned to look at the man. `` Would you mind if I proceed with a facial scan? It is a requirement for a high profile guest'' 
 
 `` I-I guess'' 
 
 `` Very well, please remain still'' 
 
 It started from his feet, a bright white plane of the light emitting from the androids eyes. Slowly it crept up, to his mid section, to his chest, and finally his face. The android turned its scanning light off and stared at the man silently. The man became increasingly nervous. 
 
 `` Is there a problem?'' He asked calmly 
 
 `` You were untruthful'' The android asked, cocking its head sideways `` Why?'' 
 
 `` What are you on about? I have n't lied!'' The man fired back sternly 
 
 `` Your escort has not been sent out as of yet, why did you lie?'' 
 
 A shower of relief fell upon the man in black. He instantly relaxed, placing his hand on the androids shoulder 
 
 `` I was joking. You know humor. Ack! Did you leave your download emotions at home?'' He said with chuckle `` I know, I'm early'' 
 
 The android studied the man curiously for a long period of time until it finally broke the silence 
 
 `` Would you like me to escort you to Madame Monday?'' the android asked 
 
 `` Yes, that would be appreciated'' the man said wiping the nervous sweat off his brow 
 
 The steel door opened automatically and slowly uncovered the inside of CL 3. The noise was deafening. Loud rhythmic melodies that shook the ground and everything around them. The floor was black marble with hints of white specks that would flicker when the light hit it a certain way. The room was empty, but vast. At the very other end was light posts with white neon signs that identified the different rooms of the CL 3. Behind the signs were doors. Big, black, steel doors. 
 
 `` Welcome to the entry hall, Mr. Lopez'' the android said, as it briskly walked towards the neon signs, `` this is where you chose your different destinations, but first we must head to the penthouse, to Madame Monday'' 
 
 `` Mmhmm'' the man said quietly as he observed the room around him. 
 
 They head towards one of the doors to the very left, behind the sign that said `` Floors 50 - 99, HPP and VIP ONLY''. Behind the doors was a row of five more doors, all for separate floors in ten floor increments. They walked to the `` 90 - 99, MADAME MONDAY SUITE'' door and took the room elevator. Walking onto the ninety-ninth floor, all was gold. The lights, the floor, the walls, the windows even had a tint of gold as well. 
 
 `` Hmm, fancy'' the man said as he continued to be escorted 
 
 A woman sat in the middle of the room, seated on a golden chair, the only piece of furniture on the whole floor. The woman was quite old by the looks of it. Graying hair and wrinkles plagued her face, and her stature, even though she was seated, was petite. 
 
 `` You may leave us Tommy'' she said gesturing the android to make leave 
 
 `` So what do you have for me today Antonio?'' Monday asked slumping into her chair 
 
 `` What's this room for and why is there only one chair?'' the man asked with his hand around his back, calmly pacing around the room 
 
 `` Excuse me?'' 
 
 `` It seems trivial, right? Having HP guest come all the way up here, and not to be able to have a seat'' he said smiling 
 
 `` Lopez, enough with the meaningless and tasteless humor! What are my sales through out this month?'' 
 
 `` I do n't know to be honest'' 
 
 `` What!'' Monday yelled, straightening herself in her chair `` What in gods name is the matter with you?!'' 
 
 The man in black ignored her, and reached inside his lead laced pants pocket and pulled out two pills, one white and one black. He walked over to Monday and crouched in front of her. 
 
 `` Do you know what this is?'' He asked, moving closer to Monday 
 
 `` No, what is it?'' 
 
 `` It's called FACE, the white one is FACE A, the black one FACE B'' the man explained 
 
 `` What kind of high does it have?'' Monday asked 
 
 `` I already had one of these today, but for the sake of demonstration'' the man placed the black pill on his tongue and swallowed. He stared at Monday as she grew concerned. Almost instantly the man's face began to change. It became older and more feminine. He continued watching Monday, as he became more and more horrified as the man in front of her was not who she thought, and now was becoming herself. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

