The next day, around the time of the meeting “Is everything ready to go?” I asked the guy, who was running around checking things. “Yes, seems like it.” And I could see that he had already forgotten what it meant serving for the System. On one hand, it was good, he was free in his mind and not locked in the system’s cage. On the other hand, it meant that his discipline wasn’t the same as it used to be. “Does everyone know the escape route?” I got into the backseat of the car he was going to drive. I couldn’t even be seen driving a car. I was a dead person for a few years for the Central Register. If I had appeared now, that would start a completely new series of disasters. I had to be hidden as much as possible. “Yes, the plans as well. The signal jammers are in place as well. They wil

