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I tug on the fraying edge of the hole = in my jeans, right above my knee. I can feel eyes on me. Not the people's, = though the train is crowded. No, I know those are my own demons watching me= , crowding me, bringing forth a paranoia so potent, it makes my hands tremb= le. I tug and twist to busy my shaking fingers with something, all the whil= e keeping my eyes down. Avoiding eye contact.

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A movement opposite of me is what caus= es me to lift my gaze. Boot regards me from where he sits on the bench acro= ss from mine, his eyes unreadable as ever. He looks relaxed sprawled in his= seat, his legs spread in that typically masculine, I-am-the-king-of-this-s= pace manner, his long body taking up too much space, given how many people = in here have been forced to remain standing. Anyone else might not notice t= he rigid line of his shoulders, the occasional tick in his jaw, the way his= eyes keep darting around, despite how hard he's trying to remain calm.

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But I do. I see it all.

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My eyes fall to his hands, folded in h= is lap. They are covered by his hoodie ? seemingly thrown haphazardly over = his knees, in reality neatly arranged to hide his palms from view ? but wit= h the eye of my imagination, I can still see them. Can see the metal bracel= et clasped around one of his wrists, no doubt weighing him down. The bracel= et marking him as property of the Republic.

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The bracelet that might doom us all, a= ny minute.

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Boot lifts his brows in a silent quest= ion. Are you okay? his eyes ask me, worry shadowing them= for a moment. I manage a small nod and pair it with a tight smile. Not eno= ugh to fool somebody who knows me better than anyone else in this world, bu= t what's the point in pretending?

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I know I'm not okay. Boot knows I'm not okay. I know he's not ok= ay.

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We can try to fool everyone else around us ? and that is the pla= n, really ? but we don't even bother to try fooling one another.=

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Boot looks away with a sigh. He hates it. I can tell he hates it=  No more than I do, I think as I let my eyes fall upon the s= mall window. The world blurs by as we speed along, going at a velocity that= shouldn't be possible.

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I don't mind, I admit to myse= lf. There's not much to see in this world, anyway.

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Scorched earth. Cracking bridges. Buil= dings so tall they cover up the greater portion of the sky ? which is grey = and covered in clouds and smoke, anyway. In some zones, the skeletons of ol= d skyscrapers loom, their steely bones jutting out in all directions. In ce= rtain places, the Republic simply hasn't bothered with rebuilding what has = been destroyed. They left it to rot, and be slowly taken over by plants, if= there are any that are capable to grow in this barren soil. A reminder.

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See, the architectural corpse= s seem to whisper with the mechanical voice of the Superior. Look = closely. Closer, still. This is what happens when you try to riot. This is all that wil= l be left of you if you ever decide you are strong enough to unite.

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Ruins and debris and chaos and ash.

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Not that this stops people from living here still, I know.

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Though I can't see them, I know they are there. Calculating, wat= ching, hating. Fighting for every passing day. Making sure we don't see the= m, but oh, very aware of all of us.

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I tear my gaze away from the window. I have no idea how much tim= e has passed. In front of me, Boot's knee has bean to jerk. Up and down. Up= and down. Down and up.

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I uncross my legs and stretch one of t= hem out, kicking his ankle. He turns his accusatory gaze on me and I widen = my eyes in warning. Yes, his tick might be just perceived as impatience, bu= t still, a jiggling leg ? especially one as long as Boot's is ? attracts at= tention. Attention is the last thing we need right now.

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So I stare at Boot, non-verbally commu= nicating to him to calm the heck down before he eventual= ly does, exhaling. I withdraw my own leg, relaxing into my seat as much as = I can.

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We have made it this far. It simply ca= nnot be over now.

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While the train smooths on, I busy mys= elf with taking in everything around me. I have never been on a train befor= e. I've heard they are fast and shiny and new ? the holy trinity of the Rep= ublic's favourite adjectives ? and I have seen them gliding by, but I have = never personally sat on one.

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I imagine people taking one to work ev= ery day. Others jumping on= one to visit their long-unseen lovers. Families going on holidays together= , placing their luggage on the shelves above our heads and buzzing with exc= itement at the thought of all the fun things they would get to do wherever = it was that they were going.

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Yes, I imagine a train can bring forth a well of positive emotio= ns, if one is lucky enough to be able to experience them. For me, right now= , this is a cell, a claustrophobic tube I cannot wait to get out of before = its slowly enclosing walls squeeze me until there is nothing left of me.

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Somebody pulls me from my thoughts when he passes through th= e alley in the middle, a man. He is squeezing in between the people, making= his way through the wagon and to the door at the end of it. Leading to ano= ther section of the train.

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Somewhere, in some of these wagons, Af= ro and Quinn are waiting. Hiding. Squeezed in between the ocean of people, = trying to stay afloat. To not let the waves take them over, drown them.

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It is better to stay separated, I know= If something? I cross my legs again. Begin abusing the frayed hem anew. I= f anything goes wrong, it is better to not be found all = together. To do whatever is in our power to buy the others' the time to run=

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I regard Boot, his eyes closed now, he= ad tipped back against the seat. The angle his neck is bent at looks comica= l, considering how this bench has been made for someone much shorter than h= im. But then again, most things were, so he has had no other choice but to = get accustomed to it.

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He would not separate from me. Not eve= r. This excruciatingly logical person has forgone logic the moment the rest= of us tried to explain to= him why it is better if each of us stays in a separate wagon, far from eac= h other. Why it is extremely important to isolate him fr= om the rest of us, given how he is the one in the most danger. The ticking = bomb that could get us all killed, but that each and every single one of us= would kill and die to protect.

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Boot was having none of it. He stuck by me, period. If I didn't = like it, I could? Well, in full honestly, there wasn't anything I could do = about it because he still would follow me.

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I must doze off at some point ? imposs= ible, given the state I am in, but also the only logical explanation for wh= en I wake up to Boot's leg nudging mine. I blink my eyes open, find his wid= e open. I automatically jerk up in my seat, my body on full alert despite h= aving been asleep just moments ago, my hand automatically flying to the wai= stband of my trousers, caution be damned, where my trusted pistol rests ?

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But Boot shakes his head. Slowly. His = eyes soften, and for a moment, I don't understand what is happening, why hi= s eyes have been wide as saucers just seconds ago when n= ow they are devoid of fear, looking softer than ever, and shining with what= looks suspiciously like? excitement?

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No, not excitement. Wonder. Excitement= might be a shade of what I can see in Boot's eyes, but it is not the main = emotion there. Wonder emanates from him, he practically exudes it, Boot, th= is man who is allergic to tolerating other people's feelings and even more = allergic to showing his own.

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His gaze darts to the side, getting caught on something there = and I lean forward, following his line of sight.

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The moment my own eyes settle on what his have been focused on, = I understand all that wonder.

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Trees. They are there, right outside t= his window that has previously only shown ruins and debris and destruction,= just? growing. They are short and tall, sturdy and lean, their tops stretc= hing out to the sides or reaching up, up ?

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There is so much green, so much bright= ness, for a moment, my eyes literally cannot take it. I blink, wiping away = the sting in them, take a moment to compose myself. When I reopen them, I'm= half afraid this all might have just been an illusion, that maybe I have n= ot actually woken up yet and am dreaming, that when I look again, the trees= and the sun and the grass will be gone.

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But they are there. Ancient, fresh, and steady. Beautiful.

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I look over at Boot, find his face practically glued to the glas= s of the window. When he feels me staring, he turns his head, that overwhel= ming emotion still there, brightening his eyes. For once, they are so full = of life, of hope and joy, it is almost too much to look straight into them.=

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But I do. I hold his gaze, and there, = in the depths that I know so well, in the irises in which I have seen miser= y and anger and helplessness, never exhilaration and delight and awe, I see= it. I read the message.

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We did it, Boot says without = actually saying it. We've made it.

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I tear my gaze away, once again lookin= g out of the window. There is a shape in the sky, barely recognisable with = the speed we're going at, but I realise it is a bird, hovering over the tre= es' branches, zooming past them.

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Yes, I think as I feel t= he first tear slide down m= y cheek. I wipe it furiously away with the sleeve of my jacket, the annoyan= ce at letting it escape tainting my happiness a little. But I smile as I lo= ok back to Boot, smile a real smile for the first time, as I nod in agreeme= nt.

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     Michael = received a letter stating that he was one of many who had been chosen to go= on a train trip. He was told there was no need to pack anything (it w= ould only be a one day trip), and that refreshments would be served, at no = cost. He was advised to be at a certain station on a certain day and t= ime.

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      &n= bsp;    On the specified day, when Michael arrived at t= he station, he was amazed to see so many people milling about. ?Are al= l these people waiting for the same train as I am?? he asks himself. B= efore he had time to ask anyone; the train arrived and everyone boarded.&nb= sp;They were all guided to board the same car. Once everyone was seate= d, a welcoming announcement was made, and after the train makes two more st= ops, refreshments would be served.

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      &n= bsp;    Meanwhile most passengers were whispering to th= eir seat mates asking,? Do you know where we're going??  Michael = noticed that every seat wa= s occupied. He was in a full car of this mysterious train. He rea= lized that a majority of fellow passengers were adults; some like him, were= alone; some were with another person, and some were an adult with at least= one child, and there were even several families. Michael could not se= e any commonality between him and his fellow passengers.

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          &nbs= p;Michael happened to notice while the train was going around a curve towar= ds the next stop, that there seemed as many people waiting there as were at= the stop he boarded at. Shortly, the train was on its way again. = ;All any passenger could see out the windows was commercial buildings, = backyards and more trains. After the last stop, they were served a del= icious meal. Afterwards, it seemed that everyone wanted to take a nap,= and the time flew by. Off and on, Michael would jolt awake and look o= utside. Then he would see grain fields and cows, from the one side of = the train. He would strain to look out the window on the other side, w= ithout disturbing any other passengers. On that side, he saw huge tree= s, probably oak, among others. And then at one point he saw what seeme= d like a field of flowers; flowers of just about any color he could think o= f. 

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      &n= bsp;    Slowly, the other passengers started awakening.=  There was the odd baby's cry or the sound of a toddler's voice when t= hey are just waking up. The odd cough. He saw some looking like t= hey were not sure where they were. The hum of voices started to fill t= he train car. Michael looked around and noticed the difference in pass= engers. It varied from those who were quite well dressed, to those who= looked like they had been living on the street. The train came alive.=  Passengers were walking up and down the aisles, greeting others, aski= ng the usual questions, like where are you from? Do you know much abou= t where we are going? It seemed that everyone was puzzled. 

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      &n= bsp;    Michael did not feel that the trip was taking a= long time. He had the windows to look out, the other passengers to ta= lk to, or read (he noticed at the end of the car there was a variety of books, as well as games for = any age). But most of all he enjoyed watching the scenery pass by.&nbs= p;Before he knew it, there was another announcement that the evening meal w= ould be served shortly. Wow, it seems like we just ate, Michael said t= o himself. Whoever organized this trip did not pull out any stops.&nbs= p;The food was delicious, the car was luxurious, and the seats so soft;= it's something you would think would be fit for royalty.

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      &n= bsp;    While everyone was eating, Michael took many gl= ances out the window. He did not realize how different and beautiful t= he world was. Slowly, voices died down as the passengers settled in fo= r the night. They were advised that they would be returning at about t= he same time they left.

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      &n= bsp;    Being the light sleeper that he was, Michael aw= oke just as dawn was approaching. Looking out the window he was amazed= at what he saw. He had to turn away and shake his head and rub his ey= es.   He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

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      &n= bsp;    It was like another world. The clearness o= f the sky, the trees, so many kinds, and so full of life. And not just= that, there was a kaleidoscope of flowers and colors.   There we= re some he knew, like roses, carnations, lilies, crocuses, so many. So= me of the other passengers were also awakening and exclaiming at what they = were seeing. A few did what Michael did; rubbed their eyes.

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      &n= bsp;     ?Wow,? exclaims an older man, ?this is wh= at I had dreamed what heaven would look like. We must be in heaven.?&n= bsp; ?No way, it can't be,? observed a younger lady. ?When did we die? We couldn't ha= ve all died overnight, could we??  The walkway was definitely mad= e of gold, bordered with flowers of brilliant colors. Apart from the s= everal shades of red; any color anyone can think of was present. The o= ranges, yellows, blues and purples glistened, as if it had just rained. ?We= ll, how do you explain all this?? asked another passenger. All Michael= can hear are oohs, aahs, wows, and did you see that? He was thinking = if he ever wondered what heaven would look like, and if truth be told, it c= ould look like this place.

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