Chapter 5: The Mistake That Changed Two Lives

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"Damien?! W-what are you doing here?! And what happened after all this time?!" I exclaimed, questions being thrown around at every open moment. It's just... I can't believe he's been alive after all this time, after ten years of most likely being chased around by the government through the Wrist Screen!

"Just to tell you, you may want to break your Wrist Screen, especially since I jailbroke it. They're going to notice that you're no longer in the city sooner or later," Damien said, walking forward to the nearest sign on the wall, one that I haven't noticed before. They all pointed either left or right, and according to the signs,

"You can get anywhere in City X just through these tunnels, right?" I asked Damien, who was walking in the direction towards a place called the... Outer City? Huh, never heard of that place. Is it new, or hidden from everyone? That got my curiosity going through the roof... or my head. Whatever it was, let's just say it was really high. I walked forward to catch up with him and kept my pace, making sure he doesn't run away, or pull a gun on me, claiming he would kill me if I didn't follow his very specific orders.

I think I'm going a little bit crazy with these thoughts. I mean, he escaped the hands of the government and escaped! Also surviving 10 years outside the walls, managing to survive somehow. I wonder if there are others out here! That would be cool to see me recognize some of the escapees. I smiled, looking over at Damien, whose expression hasn't really changed that much since we first saw each other about five minutes ago.

"What is this Outer City place, anyway? Is it a place outside the walls? Well, it is kinda obvious that it is that, but can you explain more about it?" I asked annoyingly, just to get an angry sigh from him. He looked over at me, giving a look that said shut-up-or-else-I-will-slap-you, and with a look that says that I decided that it was best to stay quiet. Back to my own thoughts again, huh? As we kept walking, the distance from this mystery city I was about to visit for the first time in the fifteen years I've been living.

"The Outer City is a place outside the walls where we live as we please. Our own government, our own rules, our own people. Most people with bugs that affect them super badly are kicked into the East Side, where they escape here. People from the West Side, which people that committed crimes that aren't worthy of the death penalty or people who did something to get a major first warning go, also escape out here. We do have one person from the South Side, which is yours truly," He said, pointing to himself at the end of his little speech. Wait... wouldn't there be two people from the South Side now, considering I lived there before being kicked out to the West Side?

"Technically not, considering you escaped when you lived in the West Side. Plus, you have lived there for ten whole years, as of today," Damien responded to my out loud thoughts. Remember how I was sleep talking? Yeah, that can also affect my thinking also, causing my thoughts to be said out loud by accident. This just had to be one of those times, didn't it?

"I'm guessing you know about one bug I have right now, not including the other two major ones that are 'incurable', so to speak," I told him, smiling out of embarrassment. At least I didn't say anything stupid, like that one time in school about a year ago, when I accidentally thought about proportions and anatomy out loud, that being mostly things that are definitely not school appropriate. Let's just say I got into a huge amount of trouble.

"I heard about that time in class where you got into trouble (it was so funny how everyone looked at you and how the teacher got super pissed). I listened in on a lot of things that happened, just to make sure you were doing decent and stuff like that," He told me, entering some sort of pin code at a heavy, bronze, closed door. Six digits, that all I know due to the buttons being clicked seven times; six for the digits, and one for enter.

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