12:59AM
The cold sterile blue of the room felt as if it was seeping into her skin. Snow closed her eyes quickly against the harsh glare of the flourescent lights. She could see a glass across from her and knew that on the other side someone was watching her, observing her like an animal at the zoo.
She struggled to get up, slipping a bit on the freezing concrete floor. With a sweeping glance she took in her surroundings. They had stuck her in a room that only contained a tiny cot in one corner and a chair in another, along with a portrait of the High Minister when he was young. She knew where she was now. She had heard of this place.
"Welcome to Zone 47, Snow. Or should I call you by your real name, Victorie?" said a smooth male voice.
Snow looked around for the source. She spotted in far right corner of the room a black intercom speaker. "Who the hell are you? Why am I here? Why am I in Zone 47?"
The man chuckled lightly. "My dear, you are a threat to society. You are what we call an 'undesirable'. You use terror to cause strife and chaos. You use cowardly methods to incite situations that you have no business getting involved in to begin with."
Snow shook her head. "Cowardly methods? Our methods are not cowardly. They are the only means that you people understand," she retorted. She turned to the glass and walked over to it. She could feel a multitude of eyes upon her. They were on the other side watching her, mocking her.
12:04AM
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This story will be inspired by current events, past events, V for Vendetta (the graphic novel), 1984, A Clockwork Orange, and Year Zero. For some reason I feel more than ever there needs to be more stories like this in the world. I could be wrong, but then again I could be right. Only time will tell.
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It also has a Handmaids Tale sort of feel to it, that oppressive, omnipresent government that is more concerned with the morality of its citizens than its own morality. I am quite excited to see how this develops.
I think you are right. We do need more stories like this in the world.
I love the way you threw us straight into the scene, the feeling of being trapped and observed - of being made to feel as if Snow is in the wrong for trying to do what she believed in.
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