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light.
    None of those questions would be answered that night, however, so they decided to go back to bed. They would have a big day at the park tomorrow and needed their rest. They both decided that they could do some investigating of the building tomorrow. For now, the boys were in bed, and another day in Sector 37 faded away.

Chapter 3
    beamball

    “Wake up, Matt! We’re gonna be late for the game,” said a wide-eyed and hyper Connor to the lump still slumped into his covers.
    “What time is it?” asked a sleepy Matthew.
    “It’s nine, and our game starts at nine thirty. Get your clothes on, eat the breakfast bar April left for you, and let’s get to the transport.”
    Matthew jumped from his bed and started rooting around in his closet for his best set of ball clothes. Today was a big game. This was a chance to make up for the repeated losses to Sector 39 over the last two years. As Matthew looked through the wreck of a closet that he and Connor shared, Connor made his way to the kitchen to get Matthew’s pastry that the breakfast servers had left an hour ago.
    Connor ran into the bedroom. “It’s still pretty warm, and I only spit on it once, so it should be good.”
    Matthew struggled to pull his red ball shirt over his head, but he started to make his way to the front door, regardless. He did not want to miss this game.
    Connor handed Matthew his breakfast, grabbed his key to the apartment and his sector ID, and made sure he had some credits for the transport, and the boys were out the door.
    “Race you to the bottom,” yelled out Connor, already halfway down the first flight. Matthew gave chase, but he was not as fast as Connor in a fair race, much less when Connor cheated.
    The boys ran a couple of blocks to the closest transport station and saw their ride pulling up, just as they pulled out the credits needed for the payment to travel. A credit was much like a coin, but there was only one coin per person and a digital readout told how many credits you had. Kids the age of Connor and Matthew were given ten credits a month for travel on the sector transports.
    As the boys loaded onto the crowded transport, Matthew questioned Connor about the credits left for the month. It looked like they had enough credits to get back to the park one more time that month. The boys always went everywhere together, so neither had any extra credits for the last week of the month.
    Matthew asked, “How we gonna get to the park?”
    Connor replied, “Walk, I guess.”
    The boys both laughed out loud, knowing it was a good fifteen miles to the park. It took two changeovers on the transport system just to get there. They hoped that the transports were all on schedule so they wouldn’t be late for the game.
    The transport system between the sectors was designed based on the old highway system. Instead of roads where cars and trucks had traveled between locations, there was a central system with thousands of interconnecting lines. Unlike the days of the old railroad system, these transports ran on magnetized plates and speeds of over one hundred miles per hour. Ninety-nine percent of the population used this for travel, so they had to be fast. They could best be described as an above-ground subway, without the graffiti.
    The boys had rushed out of the apartment so fast they had almost forgotten about the mysterious man in the warehouse window. As Matthew reviewed his plans for the approaching game, it hit him that he and Connor had some detective work to take care of after the game.
    “Are we gonna check out that warehouse when we get back home?” asked Matthew.
    “Come on, do you really want to see if we can find some old guy that was staring at us through a window?”
    Matthew was determined to find out what had gone on the night before. He wanted to know what that light was and if the old man had been taken by the sector security team. For some reason, he wanted to know who he was.
    The transport came to an abrupt stop