- Do you want to know what I think? - I asked him as we walked under the giant trees. The trunks were so huge that a smaller apartment, like mine in Z could have easily fit into one. Everything was red. Some more alive, others less so. Just like in a real forest, shades of the same colour dominated everything.
- Can I say no? - Jack seemed to tire of our friendship fast.
- I don't remember this place. Where are we? This is not anywere near North A.
He stopped and looked at me.
- Does it matter? - he asked defensively. - Do you always have to know everything?
- I just... - but I stopped myself. What was it? The lack of trust? We were going somewhere, There was movement, we weren't standing around in a room void of windows trying to figure out how to deal with a bug. He was leading me.
