Chapter Eight
They’ve damaged so many of us.
I know how widespread the Incorporation’s evil is. I know they’ve claimed so many innocent lives there will never be a true tally of their victims. Somehow, it still never occurred to me that there would be people outside our cause who want to fight. I don’t know if that makes me naïve or cynical. Either way, even if the other battle against the Incorporation won’t aid our cause, the fact that another fight exists gives me hope.
A set of domes has fallen. Not one I’d ever seen, but somewhere in the world, someone dared to fight against the demons who hide behind glass, and they won.
I wonder how their battle ended. Did they move their army into the domes, or smash the glass so no new evil could grow from the apathy created by a life of ease?
