I could see the lightening of the cell through my closed lids, but I did not open my eyes. Then, I heard the door open. Was this it. Were the mercenaries here to take me to be burnt? I tried to lay still and pretend that I was still in a deep sleep. I would surprise whoever it was and try to escape. But as time passed, the rough hands I was expecting did not come. Perhaps it was the Minister paying me one last visit? I opened my eyes slowly and all I could see was an open cell. Was it some sort of trap?
I pushed against the wall, silently sliding upright. Quietly I placed one foot in front of the other, inching toward the door. I could hear and see nothing. I peered carefully out the doorway, stepping out and looking in both directions. I glanced back into the cell, quickly returning to the bed, leaving some of the maps I had drawn. It was on my way out that I noticed the floor near the door marked in light. I knelt down; TURN LEFT, LAST ELEVATOR. EXIT B-3. GRATE. FOLLOW LIGHT.
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Science FictionSet in a dystopian future, the government body who call themselves The Facility have solved the problems of violence by keeping its citizens in hibernation until they reach their thirtieth year. Every citizen is programmed with the skills and knowle...
