The voice on the telephone is nameless, and everyone knows that, but they want to believe it’s an old friend of theirs that’s escaped. It gives everyone that hope that maybe, just maybe, there are people like them out there, and that they know them. The voice always knows their names, knows their routines, so maybe there is a way out. At least, that’s what everyone hopes. No one wants to try it until they hear two words, though. At this time and age, it means life or death, depending on whether there was a ‘not’ sandwiched between.
Ring.
Ring.
Click
“ Yeah?”
Is everything in place?
“You weren't supposed to call me.”
I know. I had to.
“ Do you believe we have a chance?”
It doesn't matter what I believe.
“What about you?”
Go. You’re Tagged, not me, okay? Go.
Click
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