Her forehead crinkles as she clears her throat and glares at Chiro.
"As you progress, things will become more clear" she continues, "We have faith in you"
"How do we know that we can trust you?"
She purses her lips, tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and looks at each one of us.
"Trust." she says,rolling her tongue . "Do we ever trust anyone completely?"
"This isn't supposed to happen to us" the boy says in a barely audible voice.
"We only want what is best for our society. You have our complete support." she says with a tight smile. "Your clocks have started, you don't really have much of a choice. Help us, and we'll help you."
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Science FictionFear. darkness. Lies. You can never truly push them out, can you? And after sometime, they become a part of your life. They become defining. Trust me, we know about it. We've been trying to find the truth, searching for the light for sometime now...
