FROM 50 TO 100%

"Hey...Greg, check this out!" said one of the security personnel

"What is it Matt?" replied a rather preoccupied Gregg

Officers Gregory and Mathew Jones who were both sitting in front of the monitors. Greg had his feet kicked high and crossed resting on the dashboard while his face and mind were both in his video game screen, Messengers of the High Realms: Apocalypse while Mathew watched the camera feed nonchalantly seconds earlier.

"What is it Matt? You know that I'm in a heated battle right now. I'm about to beat the other team for the first time ever and it only took me like you know a month to get to this level. This boss of theirs, codename 30R15 is so good that it's freaking annoying"

The game Messengers Of The High Realms: Apocalypse was a mobile and console online video game where two teams played and fought against each other for the fate of the world. 

The player who becomes the boss and in essence the God Of The High Realms during the beta version sends his messengers to another realm who then creates and trains soldiers and then end the world but unfortunately one of the beings the Prime messenger creates ends up becoming the hero of the game and teams up with a defected messenger and they fight the bad guys and their creations.

The first five thousand players who started the game during the beta test version were the only ones allowed to attain the title of God Of The High Realms and each game play needed a GOTHR before their game could kick off.

While leveling up you can eventually get to the stats where you become either the hero or his partner and there isn't any Beta test restriction to gaining that level

"Leave your game for a minute and come check this out" Mathew waved his hand in front of Gregg just above his video game console and forehead

"Not possible my friend slash brother... almost...        there... If I can just win this guy then I end up becoming the... hero—NO!"

"What?" Mathew asked rhetorically while he rolled his eyes

"I just lost and it's all your fault, distracting me with all your nonsense—" Gregg fell his hands as they swung back and forth with the game console in the right hand as the sound track played at a reduced volume

"Ahh!" Gregg exhaled then continued  "What is it anyway? What do you want to show me that you can't wait a simple five minutes for?" He leaned in forward and bent his head closer to Mathew's as they both look at the monitor

"Look at that!" Mathew stretched his finger to one of the many segments of the feeds being displayed on the monitor

"Okay? What am I looking at here exactly?" said Gregg opening his mouth and poking his lower lip with his tongue while he squinted

"Loo— My God you are hopeless. It's Mrs Benjamin" said Mathew abrasively

"First of all you mean Miss Benjamin, just trying to make you grammatically correct and soo?" Gregg retorted

Gregg changed from a confused and lackluster expression to a confident one "Okay! Now I get it" he said retracting his body back into his chair which did a bouncing motion because of the spring in the middle

"Finally you do, thank you!" said Mathew with a satisfied look

"Dude, is this why you distracted me from my game? Because of your little crush?" Gregg pointed at the monitor and frowned

"What!" Mathew exclaimed

"Bro, I already told you, she's a single mother whose husband just died therefore it is never going to work, not for a while at least....Stop killing yourself over this woman and get a life man. Nothing good is ever going to come from you obsessing over her"

*RUB*

Out of annoyance Mathew rubbed his left index finger and thumb against the pressed slits of his eyes.

"My God, just shut up for a moment Gregg and look at what I'm showing you" Mathew pointed at the screen vigorously

"And what is that exactly?" Gregg replied sceptically

"As I was saying, Mrs sorry Miss Benjamin and her daughter are leaving the building right now, look they just got to the parking lot" Mathew pointed 

"Yes and so? I don't see what's wrong with your analysis, it is a Thursday after all plus isn't today a special parent and child holiday or whatever?" Gregg looked at the feed then back at Mathew with lackluster filled eyes

"Yes but look at the time, it's 2:09pm already" Mathew pointed at the clock on the wall over the monitors and also at his wrist watch for more emphasis

"Okay? So what's your point exactly"

"My point is that Mrs, no sorry Miss Benjamin always leave work by 12:45pm every Thursday because of her book club meetings and besides I had already seen her leave the building by 12:45pm today with her daughter so this makes no sense because I didn't see her come back in" Mathew said swallowing saliva afterwards

"Book club meetings? Book club meetings!? Dude, knowing about her schedule is so wrong in so many ways. Did the thought ever cross your mind that she might have been busy with work, there is that meeting happening upstairs right now you know..." Gregg looked at Mathew furiously with a bit of disgust

"How does the meeting affect her? she isn't even part of the board" Mathew whispered to himself

"...Also, did you ever think that she wasn't going for her book club meeting today? And I just remembered the name they call it, it is father and daughter day at work today after all and she might be filling the role of the father you know being that her husband and father of her only daughter is dead and all" Gregg said looking at Mathew who refused to consider what he was saying with an adamant look

"Bro, this stuff is getting out of— wait a minute, what is that?" Gregg leaned back in closer to the monitor and squinted ones more as he dropped his leg to the floor

"What is what? replied Mathew who hastily looked at every display segment on the monitor

"Is that me?" Gregg intensified his gaze and also raised his body a bit to get a closer look of the screen while supporting his weight with hands against the dashboard

"Where?" Mathew quickly searched the entire display segments of the feeds on the screen turning his head from left to right and up to down but he couldn't find what Gregg was talking about

"Over there!" Gregg pointed at himself on the monitor

"What the hell, what the... Is that not when I went to get us some hot dogs a while ago? look at that, I'm even holding the boxes in the footage"

"See! I told you that something was wrong. Call the chief and tell him that something's up with the cameras" Mathew instructed

"Sure thing!"

*SHHH*

The sound of the communicators tuning on 

"Hey chief, we have a situation with the camera feeds, can you please come check it out"

*SHHH*

"Look at that, something good did actually come out from me obsessing over Mrs Benjamin no Miss Benjamin, fuck! Whatever, not that I was obsessing anyway" Mathew spoke smugly but Gregg was too occupied with the bizzarness of seeing himself live on the feed to listen to what he was saying

"The chief will be here any minute—"

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

The alarm on the dashboard started to flare up followed by flashing red lights on the bulb next to it

"What the!? What is this alarm for?" asked a panicking and confused Gregg

"I don't know, the cameras aren't working well so I can't tell

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MINUTES EARLIER

Down at the sublevel where I was tinkering away.

The security panel right in front of me this time required fingerprints and DNA biometrics input in order to activate and allow access 

The order was first the fingerprint followed by the blood analysis so I took things one step at a time. 

For the fingerprint I grabbed one of the chalks from the backpack and bent down on one knee then I untied the ribbon which held my hair in a ponytail making my hair to fall down covering my face and sight in the process.

"This would have been better if it was shorter"

*SWIPE*

A one handed hair adjustment by crossing my right hand behind my neck and pulling the hair at left side and raising it above my neck, pulling them to the right and dropping them. This fixed the sight issue in a second. 

With the ribbon I wrapped it around the chalk and dropped it on the ground properly then I stood up and used my feet to stomp on it turning the concealed chalk to powder form. 

The pieces were still a bit chunky so I used the edge of the phone to do a more refined job until I finally got the powdery consistency I wanted.

I grabbed the two hotdog boxes from my backpack holding them in front of my face with the tissue protecting my prints from getting on them while i tried to identify which was Brian's and which was mine because I couldn't afford using the wrong fingerprint. 

"Which is it?"

With no idea on which was which I decided to make an educated guess and since mine had only one hotdog while Brian's had two then the one with more sauce stains had to be his.

I took a considerable amount of chalk powder and sprinkled it all over the box blowing off the extra  afterwards which revealed some fingerprint marks. 

"Okay!"

I pulled back a piece of transparent tape cutting it off with the knife in the multipurpose screwdriver then I pasted on the biggest looking print mark which most definitely must have been the thumbprint.

To be certain I mimicked how the box would have been held using the way the prints aligned on the box with what I remembered during the lunch time with Brian on my own box then I slowly removed the tape capturing the print on it as I pulled back on the tape.

I held the tape in front of my face inspecting to see how good the print I collected was then I pressed it on the fingerprint scanner on the panel and after scanning for some seconds the screen flashed green. 

"Alright, next one" I gave a half smile

The next step was the blood analysis and this was going to be a tough one because I didn't have a vial of Brian's blood lying around. I needed to be creative in my approach to this dilemma. 

Since Amanda and Brian shared a 50% DNA similarity I thought of using hers for the scanning but 50% wasn't going to do the job. I needed to either make it a complete 100% or fool the scanner enough that it thinks that the 50 was 100.

I needed to mess with the efficiency rating of the scanners and with that in mind I opened up the circuit board and made some changes to the hardware and program with the phone and after some time with it I closed it back up.

"Only one way to find out if all my hard work paid off" 

*CRACK*

I cracked my knuckles which hurt as Amanda's knuckles weren't used to it then I stuck my thumb inside the blood extraction port. "Ouch!"

A pin from the inside popped up and pricked my finger and took a drop of blood for scanning.

The display started to read its progress in percentages starting from 5 to 10 to 15 to 20 and from this point on it made increaments of 10% with each interval.

It did that until it got to 90% where it started increasing by 1% in a steady slow pace and so it got to 95%, 96, 97, 98, 99....

"Wow, looks like this is going to work... Eat it Tom Cruise" I grinned but my joy was cut short

*ERROR*

The screen started to flash red with the writing PLEASE INSERT FINGER FOR  RESCANNING

"What!"

I know that I wasn't going to do that again because it was certain that if it didn't work ones then it wasnt going to work at all no matter how many times I tried it.

"What should I do?"

I began to panic not knowing what to do or which steps to take anymore and things got even worse as seconds later the alarms went off because I failed to follow the instructions. The entire room started to flash red

"Fuck!"