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Rain
car out the front of the door, passenger-less. Xander hold me back,
but I need to go inside, get out of this heat and answer my questions.
As he relaxes I run inside, Xander not far behind.
They turn to me, confused and guns ready. Xander stands
behind me.
‘We need to go.’
Stepping forward, their guns shift and I open my arm and palm.
Closer to the centre of the round room, is a man, in a grey clean suit.
With Xander still behind me I approach the imposing man.
‘Welcome Bliss and Xander. Men, lower your guns.’
How does he know who we are?
We are lead to a meeting room where the man explains it all, the
Raindays, the epidemic, everything. It’s hard to take in. I imagine it’s
between how people feel when they find out they are adopted or
have a terminal illness. Empty. Each one of us in the town, each
family, holds the key to finding a cure. A cure to this Epidemic. The
men during every Rainday weren’t hunting, they were being tested
and the rain was used as a device of control and reason. After the
epidemic was cured our safeguarded town was no longer a necessity
yet they have kept us believing so in case of another out break.
It is too much to take in. Xander and I are taken to a room where
we are to stay until they work out what to do with us.
In the room Xander turns me around and whispers in my ear, ‘It
is too easy, this must be a test, we need to get out.’
I know what he means, but what now, we are truly trapped in the
walls of our own ambition.
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