THE SPOTLIGHT CENTERS ON A YOUNG GIRL. She has a unique style: her clothes are bright and organized, her hair, is neatly pulled back into a bun, her jewelry is magnificently shiny.
A loud boom thunders around me. I'm handed a microphone. My shaky hands collapse onto the cold surface. A voice echoes around me. It makes me shiver uncontrollably.
"Do you know this girl?" the voice asks.
I stutter.
N-No.
The voice takes a moment to respond.
Defend her.
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Science FictionLife is hard in a world where you are guaranteed a certain amount of time before you die. It could be different than a loved ones. You could die before your parents- they could be gone before you. It's all different. It depends on who you are- what...
