✯Source Code✯ || zιαℓℓ
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❝ I saw him again today.
Those lost, sapphire eyes were becoming familiar as we all went about the same, dreary business. No one was different anymore. We were all physically programmed to obey any command typed into our Home System. It began when the majority of the human population went against dictatorship. Riots were created. People were brutally killed. Countries were destroyed as everyone went insane.
Basically, we were mindless drones that did nothing but work forcefully for the Government and then go home to be recharged.
But, I started to remember things. My family, my friends. It was all coming back to me and I knew something was wrong. So, with my anger taking over my body for just a total of ten seconds, my Home System was demolished and offline, and the chip that was connected to my vertebrae blew out. I was no longer under their control, but, I had to act like it in order to survive another day without prosecution.
I saved myself, now it was time to save everyone else. Even the boy that I've grown an attachment to; Niall Horan.❞
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