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writing_shadows2010-12-03 04:48 pm
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The great escape
His phone bleeped to let him know a message had arrived. Fear crept into him the moment he saw it.
Rhys, I think Snaggle and everyone thinks you might be a loyalist. I gave them your address.
That was as far as he read before he dropped the phone. He moved fast. Grabbing the bag he had prepped two years ago with his escape kit. Food, clothes, money. Anything he might need in case he was uncovered.
Thoughts flashed through his mind. How had they uncovered him? He had been so careful. Could he talk his way out of it? After all, it was only a suspicion.
He disregarded the thoughts almost as soon as they came. No time to question it. No point in arguing it. It would be easy for them to tell he was lying, they’d never let him speak. They didn’t care about his reasons. They were all monsters with no emotion in them. They could never understand the truth. They wouldn’t want to let themselves. They would only be savages after blood.
He ran to his door then stopped. He had to decide where to run to. Another city? No, he’d be caught instantly. The hedge? Was that safety? Maybe for people more suited then he, but it was surely death. Then where? Almost instantly the answer struck him. He could go to paradise. He would be safe there.
His destination in mind he stepped through the door and on to real freedom.
Rhys, I think Snaggle and everyone thinks you might be a loyalist. I gave them your address.
That was as far as he read before he dropped the phone. He moved fast. Grabbing the bag he had prepped two years ago with his escape kit. Food, clothes, money. Anything he might need in case he was uncovered.
Thoughts flashed through his mind. How had they uncovered him? He had been so careful. Could he talk his way out of it? After all, it was only a suspicion.
He disregarded the thoughts almost as soon as they came. No time to question it. No point in arguing it. It would be easy for them to tell he was lying, they’d never let him speak. They didn’t care about his reasons. They were all monsters with no emotion in them. They could never understand the truth. They wouldn’t want to let themselves. They would only be savages after blood.
He ran to his door then stopped. He had to decide where to run to. Another city? No, he’d be caught instantly. The hedge? Was that safety? Maybe for people more suited then he, but it was surely death. Then where? Almost instantly the answer struck him. He could go to paradise. He would be safe there.
His destination in mind he stepped through the door and on to real freedom.
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