12,980. UNDERNEATH THE CITADEL

UNDERNEATH THE CITADEL

'No need to be involved with every little thing. 

Let things run their course without your input.

We have ways to make you reconsider, but

we never want to use them.' Everything here

was so much like warden-talk, or some of

that homily stuff in those mental-health

books. I just sat back and stayed out.

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I noticed yet another hovering helicopter.

That seems to happen a lot around here,

but all they ever tell you is that a Medi-vac

copter was in place, above some brutal

crash on the Parkway, or Turnpike, down

below. You see, we have so many roadways

that converge in this locale that it's a wonder

there's not a crash every ten minutes. And

for all I know maybe there is.

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I try to look only for the calm things, but

mostly they've all disappeared. Even the

woods now, behind Centric Clutch and

the old Hess Building, now 'Onyx' (some

killer corporation that plans these things),

are gone and the ground's a clear as a

baby's backside. New plans for new crap.

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All over again. And man, I hate it so.