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"I'm sorry, sir, but we can't let you in. Iceland isn't accepting any outside visitors now, or ever," the gatekeeper stated calmly, pushing the passports back towards the tourist group, receiving angry murmurs and grumbles in response.
"Well, why not?" one of the tourists asked. The girl's blonde hair accentuated her look, which consisted of a blue and white school uniform. It seemed these kids were on an international field trip. Nonetheless, they still could not enter.
"I am not allowed to say anything more than it is for the safety of the people."
"What do you mean The Safety Of The People?" a boy spoke up. "We're no threat to you. We just want to see what it's like on the other side of this wall. All we know about this is that you guys closed up shop years ago for mysterious reasons, and haven't let anyone past your barriers since."
"No one knows why, either," the girl from earlier added.
"We are being especially particular about weapons," the gatekeeper explained. "Do any of you have guns on you?"
Every teenager shook their head, holding up their hands in surrender. "It's not that I don't believe you, but I still need to do a body search. Everyone, stand in an orderly line and hold your hands out.
After he had searched everyone, the gatekeeper sighed before speaking once more. "Fine. I know I'm not supposed to let anyone in under any circumstances, but you guys are weaponless kids on some sort of trip. I don't see what we have to be worried about. Just promise me you'll stay under the radar? I could lose my job for this."
Once again, everyone nodded.
The keeper stepped aside and opened the gate, revealing a pleasant little town hiding behind the strong metal doors. It looked like your normal everyday town, besides all the traditional Icelandic decor. "Hey! This looks like a normal town! Why isn't anyone else allowed in?" the boy asked.
"Because," the gatekeeper said, "as of 30 years ago, this has become a peaceful country. We have no guns here. We rely on this wall and trained guards for protection, but we ourselves are flourishing."
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