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Eight
EightThe second journey to the Protector's residence was a repeat of the previous day and as I left the city, passing through the great gates without hindrance, I had time to think a little about my past, my family. The memories were painful ones but they were a constant reminder of how life used to be. We'd be monitored, each and every one of us, after the universal dictate was unveiled – parents and grandparents were to be re-settled, children under eight were to be transported to special educational units, those over eight would be re-educated in their homes through the wonders of virtual technology. Within a few months, the authorities transformed the every day existence of millions. They came and took my own family, or what was left of it, whilst I slept. That night I had gone to bed
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