Chapter Eight
I wish the world weren’t so big. The vastness of our planet only makes the a***e of the domes worse.
I’ve seen skeletons of ruined cities large enough to house all our people. I’ve seen mountain ranges so massive we could all hide from the domes and they’d never be able to find us.
If the Incorporation had just let us be, maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe everyone on the outside would have died out and I never would have been born. But maybe I would have been born free from the Incorporation’s rule.
That’s a risk I’d happily take.
But the Incorporation looked at the whole world and chose the best places to build their havens for murderers. They herded the outsiders toward their domes, convincing everyone that helping to build the domes and serving the Incorpo
