Accursed Tongue!

When he showed me his tracker, I couldn’t breathe.

It couldn’t be! It just couldn’t!

I clutched my own necklace, and it felt as if it was burning my skin.

How could he have a tracker necklace, too? Was he a part of the Resistance? Was it deactivated? Was he a friend?

The most important of my questions was answered when he flashed the Resistance signal with his hands.

I felt myself collapse into a chair, but I felt as if my head were floating. There were still so many weightless questions in my head, and they wouldn’t let me down.

“Bhu-but-bu..” I heard myself sputtering nonsense, trying to voice my questions, but I couldn’t consolidate it into a manageable phrase.

Instead, my brain and mouth worked on their own and a new phrase flew out of my mouth.

“HOW DARE YOU PUSH ME OUT OF A MOVING TRAIN !”

The End

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