7 2780-Space station 42401 Tari-Alice (2/2)

Nigeria Needed elites to keep the powers from the rest of the world at bay, but the elites value and benefits system was controlled by the people outside their country.

An unbreakable loop was formed, in which you were taught that selling pieces of yourself was the only way to make a profit. This was the predicament that the entire earthling race now faced in space.

In simpler terms, the humans were being targeted by all other Races in the universe, to become their eternal slaves.

When all this was said, Zatland looked towards the five old men in complete horror. ”these old guys were fucking mad!” he thought backing away

”Look Zat, I know this might sound overwhelming to you. But we have evidence, and we have a plan” His father said. ”Because you won't believe us if we were to tell you here, we've left the corresponding information in four places in the real world; you don't have to believe us... but Just accept what's happening until you see the truth.” He continued. ”can you do that Zat?”

Zatland looked down at his father terribly confused. Would he be giving up sanity by accepting?

”Yes, dad I'll try.” He said his grief was probably leading him, he believed in his old man's knowledge.

Moving on Zatland had one more question to ask. ”Dad is this why you were killed?”

His father looked at him and sighed, ”Yes and No” and continued ”you'll have to find that out later.”

Zatland woke up in his room, a cold sweat soaking through his shirt, his body still on the floor with no signs of a ring on his Finger.

He had one of the most terrifying questions in his mind 'Was that a dream?'

He didn't understand that, when a person started asking questions like those, it was too late to turn back; if he was crazy; he was the mad hatter; and if he was sane, he was Alice.

Alice had already curiously gone too far down the rabbit's hole to escape.