"We are one. Emotion is unnecessary. We work. We learn. We forge onward."
The crowd clapped simultaneously, a sound like thunder booming against my ears even through the hologram. The Leader stood tall, his eyes a hard brown. Everyone in the System has gray eyes. He's the only one who is allowed to sustain powerful emotion.
"We are one body of success. We live in safety and sustainability. We are satisfied."
"We are satisfied." The crowd echoed the mantra.
The faces in the crowd behind the Leader were all the same. They were rapt, taking in every piece of information.
A blur of motion behind the Leader grabbed my attention. A man stood behind him. He seemed to be a doctor of some sort, telling by the glowing white coat edged with the bright blue of the Society System. I was chilled to the bone - he seemed to see right through the hologram, into me.
"Thank you," said the Leader. "Tomorrow's broadcast will activate at 7:00 A.M. Remember, if you are not watching, there are dire consequences."
And with that, the hologram faded.
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Crying Metal
Teen FictionIn Second Earth, you are reduced to a number. 407 is young and afraid - and trapped in Society, whose overwhelmingly emotionless "people" travel through life systematically without happiness or melancholy. When 407 discovers life-changing abilities...
