The sunrise over Oakhaven was a cold, artificial gold, filtered through the massive weather-control grids that kept our city in a state of perpetual, controlled pleasantness. Today was Selection Day. Usually, the city would be filled with the sound of music, celebrations, and families gathered around their screens, waiting for the results that would determine who would ascend to the Towers and who would descend into the mines.But today, the air felt thick, heavy with the electricity of a storm that hadn't broken yet.We were perched on the roof of an old, abandoned warehouse on the edge of the Industrial District. From here, I could see the central plaza, where the massive screens, the ones that had defined my entire existence, were flickering to life. People were gathering below, their grey uniforms looking like a sea of ash under the morning sky."Ten minutes," Leo said, checking a handheld device. He looked exhausted, his hair windblown and his jacket stained with the grime of the
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