As I made my way out of one of the cleaning tunnels, he was there waiting. Relief flooded his face, and he embraced me before I could even greet him.
"What happened? Are you alright?" He whispered hastily in my ear.
'Well, if you let go, I will tell you what happened," I replied with a laugh.
I told him that I had been caught but managed to escape. How did I escape? I wondered who had set me free and why. I did not tell him that the Minister has personally visited me.
Owen had waited behind, whilst Art and Clarence had returned to stay in a safe house in the city with the medical supplies, with the intention of returning to the settlement on their own if Owen and I did not return in a day. Owen smiled at me, "That means we can make our way back alone."
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Elicerent
FantasyNo one is born. We are all made. You are woken from your slumber on your thirtieth year and programmed with all the knowledge and skills that you need to assimilate into the perfect society. Those who rebel against these ways that protect us from th...
