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them. And, even if the Security Forces had been notified, they would be hard pressed to find them within the densely populated City. As long as they could get through the checkpoint, he thought, Sofia and John would be free.
The time was moving by at an abnormally fast rate where minutes felt like seconds, and the hours were like minutes. They seemed to be rapidly approaching the Highway Security Gate, yet they were barely crawling along upon the heavily impacted road. To Mr. Sanders, it only seemed like a short moment ago that they had left the apartment, when in fact, it had been several hours since they departed. The flashing red lights mounted on the automated rails could be seen in the distance. Swipe the hand and look into the scanner. That’s all it would take and they’d be on their way, he thought.
“Please, let these children live,” he mumbled under his breath. “They’re so innocent. Please, help them.”
As the day was wearing on, curiosity got the best of Sofia. Peering over the front seat and out the window, she was able to see the lines of vehicles slowly approaching the Gate. Some were filled with multiple crates with only a single operator, while others were strictly designed as people movers and were full of workers heading towards the Red Plant. All of them were waiting to pass through one of the several stalls that separated the City proper from the Highway. Making her observation as brief as she could, her curiosity was relieved, and she let her body fall back onto the floor
They were now at an uncomfortably rhythmic, stop-and-go pace, as each of the transporters had to come to a complete halt in order to let the drivers scan their vehicles out of the City. The lights of the Gate were beginning to illuminate the interior of their vehicle. They were unnatural and unsatisfying, unlike the Savior’s light. Sofia covered her face, as the rays streaming through the windows seemed like the eyes of the masters of Labor watching over them.
In her mind everything was now a frightful mystery. She had never been outside of the City, had never experienced the drive of the Highway. She had never been so scared. As the vehicle pulled alongside the scanner, Sofia’s hair feathered back from the breeze that followed the opening of Mr. Sanders’ window.
The same eerie, red glow that filled the Forbidden Room was now flooding the interior of the transporter. With a glance towards John, his eyes closed and resting soundly, she wondered if in his dreams the world had suddenly been bathed in the same crimson hue that had settled upon his face.
For a moment there was no movement from the front seat as a mechanical hum from the scanner wafted through the air. The Gate did not immediately grant permission to enter into its world. As it appeared to be taking more time than reasonably necessary, Sofia began to wonder if they were about to be caught. Were they being purposely held back from the Highway? Was the arrival of the Security an immanent event? The anxiety that gripped her was bringing with it that awful, cold sweat, as she felt compelled to lift herself up to see what was restraining them.
Grasping at the vinyl seat, the cool moisture of her palm made it slippery and wet, too difficult to get a firm grip on. Instead, pulling herself up by John’s shirt, she was able to adjust her body to a more plausible position from which to see.
As she was about to peer over Mr. Sanders’ shoulder, there was a sudden change in the illuminated features of the transporter’s interior. From the blood-red tones grew the sickly green coloring. The rumbling motors of the gate began to grind. The security rail was lifting! With the vehicle lunging forward, Sofia fell back to the floor with a mild thump of her head on the side door. The craziness of the day’s events was taking hold. As the fearful anxiety began to morph into an anxiety of wonder, Sofia’s whole view of the world she once thought she knew was now
The time was moving by at an abnormally fast rate where minutes felt like seconds, and the hours were like minutes. They seemed to be rapidly approaching the Highway Security Gate, yet they were barely crawling along upon the heavily impacted road. To Mr. Sanders, it only seemed like a short moment ago that they had left the apartment, when in fact, it had been several hours since they departed. The flashing red lights mounted on the automated rails could be seen in the distance. Swipe the hand and look into the scanner. That’s all it would take and they’d be on their way, he thought.
“Please, let these children live,” he mumbled under his breath. “They’re so innocent. Please, help them.”
As the day was wearing on, curiosity got the best of Sofia. Peering over the front seat and out the window, she was able to see the lines of vehicles slowly approaching the Gate. Some were filled with multiple crates with only a single operator, while others were strictly designed as people movers and were full of workers heading towards the Red Plant. All of them were waiting to pass through one of the several stalls that separated the City proper from the Highway. Making her observation as brief as she could, her curiosity was relieved, and she let her body fall back onto the floor
They were now at an uncomfortably rhythmic, stop-and-go pace, as each of the transporters had to come to a complete halt in order to let the drivers scan their vehicles out of the City. The lights of the Gate were beginning to illuminate the interior of their vehicle. They were unnatural and unsatisfying, unlike the Savior’s light. Sofia covered her face, as the rays streaming through the windows seemed like the eyes of the masters of Labor watching over them.
In her mind everything was now a frightful mystery. She had never been outside of the City, had never experienced the drive of the Highway. She had never been so scared. As the vehicle pulled alongside the scanner, Sofia’s hair feathered back from the breeze that followed the opening of Mr. Sanders’ window.
The same eerie, red glow that filled the Forbidden Room was now flooding the interior of the transporter. With a glance towards John, his eyes closed and resting soundly, she wondered if in his dreams the world had suddenly been bathed in the same crimson hue that had settled upon his face.
For a moment there was no movement from the front seat as a mechanical hum from the scanner wafted through the air. The Gate did not immediately grant permission to enter into its world. As it appeared to be taking more time than reasonably necessary, Sofia began to wonder if they were about to be caught. Were they being purposely held back from the Highway? Was the arrival of the Security an immanent event? The anxiety that gripped her was bringing with it that awful, cold sweat, as she felt compelled to lift herself up to see what was restraining them.
Grasping at the vinyl seat, the cool moisture of her palm made it slippery and wet, too difficult to get a firm grip on. Instead, pulling herself up by John’s shirt, she was able to adjust her body to a more plausible position from which to see.
As she was about to peer over Mr. Sanders’ shoulder, there was a sudden change in the illuminated features of the transporter’s interior. From the blood-red tones grew the sickly green coloring. The rumbling motors of the gate began to grind. The security rail was lifting! With the vehicle lunging forward, Sofia fell back to the floor with a mild thump of her head on the side door. The craziness of the day’s events was taking hold. As the fearful anxiety began to morph into an anxiety of wonder, Sofia’s whole view of the world she once thought she knew was now
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