Lexor got up before the alarm rang. He waited till he heard the alarm and then turned it off. Before, even if ten alarms rang, he wouldn't want to wake up. What's the point of life? He had no one. He was an orphan. And taking up more resources when he saw people dying made him feel worse.
He tried so many things, but he didn't get his answer.
One day, he was sitting in his room contemplating, and then his life changed.
"No.49, you have a government order."
GOs were just like oil in a pan. Useful when you want to fry, but otherwise, useless. He felt the same, but he wanted to see what it was about.
He came out and foundthat other room owners were also checking out their mailboxes. Some of them whispered, and some of them talked, but he paid no attention. He opened his GO and read it.
Thinking he had made a mistake in comprehending the order, he read again.
Dear Lexor Watson
