All children enjoy the same social protection

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Motherhood and childhood are entitled to special care and assistance. All children, whether born in or out of wedlock, shall enjoy the same social protection.

--- UN General Assembly, 1948, Universal declaration of human rights (217 [III] A). Paris. Art. 25.2

Erin exits he bedroom. Her bedroom is located on the ground floor, in a back corner of the warehouse. Right next to her bedroom door is an old metal door, with the letters "fire exit" written on it. Erin checks the door, and notices a piece of rope is tied around the door handle.

Fuck. Why didn't she notice this before? How long has it been there? Hours? How did she miss this? Did anyone else notice it? She really should check it more often.

She stands before the metal door, and looks around. Nobody is near the bedrooms, and the tomato plants and beanstalks block the view from the common area. After she makes sure absolutely nobody is looking, she unties the piece of rope and slips trough the door.

She takes a deep breath after she steps outside, but her heart is racing. She should have checked the door before. She doesn't often get an opportunity like this, and she might have missed this. She just let it slip. She internally curses.

She runs over the rocky path. Her blistered feet hurts as she runs, she can feel the blisters on her feet opening up, and the blood and ooze soak into her socks. But that doesn't stop her. On the contrary, the pain makes her sharp and focused.

She arrives at an old abandonment building, and peaks inside. She sighs in relief, she is not to late. She carefully walks in. A woman is sitting in the only non-broken chair, and looks up when she enters.

"Hello, Eternity." The woman says.

Erin laughs. "Hello Infinity."

Erin runs over to Infinity, and gives her a tight hug. Her blistered skin burns as she does that, but she doesn't care.

"Sorry I am late." Erin says. "It took me a while to notice the knot."

"It's alright, Eternity. I didn't have to wait long."

Infinity looks at Erin from top to bottom. "Are you alright, darling? You skins looks really blistered. I didn't even know you could blister."

"I'll be fine." Erin says. "Don't worry about me."

"That is what parents do, Erin." Infinity says. "They worry about their children."

Erin shrugs. "You do you."

Infinity shakes her head and doesn't answer.

Erin decides to change the subject. "How is Sadie?"

Infinity sighs. "She is doing worse. She keeps saying that is she is really honoured that Truth took a special interest in her. He has been calling her his new protegee. Honestly, as his old protegee, I always hated that title. Every time, after she spends time with Truth, she looks more depressed. She is about to crack."

Erin casts her eyes down. "I shouldn't have left her behind. I really cursed her with my blood."

Infinity shrugs, "She choose to stay herself. She even can leave right now. Truth doesn't hold her prisoner. Yet she doesn't leave."

"She doesn't know any better," Erin protests, "she is just an poor abused girl. We need to save her."

"You can't save everyone, Erin."

"I can try,"

Infinity sighs. "You can, but then you are setting yourself up for failure."

Erin feels tears welling up on her face. "At least I try. What about you? You are second in rank of the angels. You could probably find a way to save her. And you don't. Why are you even doing this? Why did you join Truth? Why did you become an angel?"

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