LOGINThe tires made a loud noise against the road. We flew out of the alley, leaving the loud city and the broken glass behind. For the first two hours, nobody spoke. We only heard our own heavy breathing. Medusa kept looking in the mirrors. She drove very fast down dark country roads, turning away fro
The freezing rain felt like thousands of tiny needles smashing directly into my face, but I didn't flinch. I couldn't feel the cold. I couldn't feel the heavy drops soaking straight through the thin fabric of Stone’s oversized black sweatshirt, pinning the heavy cotton against my shivering skin like
I picked it up. The card was slightly worn at the edges, perfectly mimicking the look of an official Sector 4 identity permit. I looked at the name printed in bold, black letters beneath my dark photograph. VALERIE CROSS. "Valerie," I tested the name on my tongue. It felt heavy, sharp, and unfam
I walked over to the mattress and sat down, the physical toll of the journey catching up to me all at once. I looked around the bleak, gray room. It felt like a prison cell, but as I inhaled the stale air, a profound sense of relief washed over me. There were no guards here. No cameras tracking my e
Waiting in the shadows was a nondescript, mud-splattered delivery van. The engine was idling silently, its headlights completely switched off. Medusa opened the side sliding door and practically poured me into the back. The interior was dark and smelled of oil and old cardboard boxes. There were n
The mention of my baby hit me like a physical blow. I swallowed hard, the fear in my chest instantly hardening into something resembling resolve. I looked down at the dark clothes, then back at Medusa. "How do we get out?" I asked, my voice steadying. "There are security cameras at every exit. Nur







