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Chapter 1: The alarm
Esmé

I have to find Elijah! Today is WHITE DAY. Once a month the Government comes to resupply Class B. We have to hurry if we want to have enough treatments and supplies for Club S! He must still be at the dorms of East Dome right now. I open my door and run to find him in absolute dark. Thank God I have my flashlight. Two hours left until the distribution; I have to hurry up! Damn! It’s raining... there’s not a soul on the streets, only corpses dispatched all over the floor, these bodies, once were street vendors living and screaming at crooks for shoplifting. The streets were full of life, people had some sort of aim, even if it was a pure everyday necessity, at least they had something to do. Today we live to live, what is the point to live if you don’t have any goals in life? « Why fight? ». From what I see, only I have found a purpose: save Class B! Damn... only one hour and a half left until the distribution:

— Hello? ELIJAH, gosh what are you doing? We had an appointment at the statue!
— Esmé go back home! This is too chaotic!
— Chaotic? What are you talking about?
— Turn down that damn music in your headphones and you’ll hear. «OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIWIIII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIWIIII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIWIIII! »
— What the hell is happening out here?!?
— Don’t try to understand and go back home! I beg you!
— Where are you? I’m coming for you!
— There’s no way you’re coming, get the hell out of here! There’s a swoop.
— A swoop? On WHITE DAY? That’s nonsense!
— Nonsense? Everything in this world is nonsense, so please, go back and don’t come here.
— Too late. I’m already in front of the dorms.
— What? Gosh Esmé I’ll kill you!
— Where are you big idiot?
— Locked in my room, what else!
— Okay! Don’t move, I’m coming!
— Damn it! How I can mo...
Damn, what a shitty day!

« RATATATATATATATATA! RATATATATATATATATATA! »

The gunshots are coming from inside the dorms...damn, where is it? Where the hell did I put it? Shit! Shit! Shit! Where is it? How dare I forget my mirror suit, TODAY! Whew, it’s here! Ok! Let’s go. I pass around guards without being seen, I see a mound of corpses decomposing under the falling rain, their blood melds with the mud and sticks to my shoes. I get in the dorms, there’s a power cut I can’t even use my flashlight, otherwise I can be seen by the guards. There’s no one in the hallways, I’ll put my infrared goggles just in case. I whisper « Elijah. Elijah. Eliiiijaaaaah. » I receive a text message: «The door behind you, big fool! » I step back slowly and I reach for my moissanite compass! Only few people know that it’s as efficient as a diamond one, and it’s cheaper. I manage to open the door:

— What the hell are you doing?
— Saving you!
— That’s great, but why didn’t you ask me to open the door? I had the key.
— I wanted it to be cool like in the movies...
— Oh gosh, alright! Don’t you have a second mirror suit for me?
— Nope, sorry. I hadn’t had the time to fix the other one... mirrors are so rare these days...
Do you know how much time it takes to create one? Can you imagine putting together all broken pieces one by one? Making sure it’s well done so it can work properly to not be seen?! I’m neither Nick Fury or Tony Stark!
— Great! So, what’s your plan now, big brain? Having me killed while you, invisible man,
you save your own ass?
— Calm down, let me think!

He’s right, how the hell are we going to get out? All of the exits are blocked, the Reds, the army of Class A are out in the streets. Damn, what do we do? I lean my head back in despair. My gaze is focused on the ceiling. A smile appears on my face:

— Elijah, buckle up!
— What? What do you mean?
— We’re going through the vent pipes. There’s a power cut, so, we won’t end up cooked or frozen!
— What if it comes back while we’re in there?
— Stop overthinking. My father used to say “How can you say that it’s impossible if you’ve never tried it”.
— Well yes, but look where it got him...
— You should have never said that!

I drive my grapple in the ceiling, grab him by the waist and here we are in the
ducts.

— Great! Where are we going now?
— Just follow me!
— I’ll do that, but you put your magician hood back on!
— Stop with that!
— What? You told me it was a magician’s hood!
— Whatever! I told you that I was inspired by a technique used by the conjurers, during their shows.
— Wow! A dummy inspired by other dummies!
Thanks to the moisture sensor I may know where the exit is. Usually, I use it to regulate the humidity inside the drawer where my medication is. But today, since it’s raining it’s going to help us find the exit. Elijah is complaining as always. The truth is that I like hearing him complain because it’s funny, it brings me some sort of joy. He complains literally for nothing, although they are much more other things that are more serious than what he always complains about. Damn! The distribution begins in twenty minutes. Thank God he’s not claustrophobic otherwise he would have died in here:

“Bleep bleep! Bleep bleep! Bleep bleep!”

— The exit is here.
— Oh waw!
— Did you know about this beautiful view up in here?
— Not at all, it’s incredibly beautiful!
— Elijah! Look! We can see the North-Dome from here!!!
— Wait Esmé, look further...
— The border! It’s the border! It looks so near from here! Look I can touch it with my finger... Ha ha! I could grab it if I want!
— ESME, NO!

I stumble forward, I am falling, I scream at the top of my lungs, a light is pointed at me, Elijah catches me by the arm, the Reds are attacking us, Elijah pulls me up back on the roof and we run, in the rain, pursued by the Reds. The sirens, again:

“OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIWIII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUIWIIII! OOUUIIIWIOOUIUI!”

“RATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!”

Gunshots light up the city, like lightning on a stormy day, except instead of thunder, it’s the engines of the tanks that make our fear roar:

“BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG!”
— The Distribution!
“The countdown to the Monthly
Distribution has begun: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...”
— Esmé! Don’t stand there, what the hell are you doing! They’re getting closer, Esmé, get moving!
— 4, 3, 2...
— ESME GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!
— I see them! I see them, Elijah! I see them! The Gov’s trucks...
— ESME SHUT THE HELL UP!

“SCRAAAAAAAOOOOOOUUUUUTCH!”

“APPEAL TO ALL UNITS! APPEAL TO ALL UNITS! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!
ROUNDUP CARRIED OUT! DESTRUCTION OF THE DISTRIBUTION TRUCKS SUCCESSFUL! BACK TO THE DOME IMMEDIATELY! I REPEAT, BACK TO THE DOME IMMEDIATELY! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.”

— Where did those two kids go? They were in front of us just 15
seconds ago!
— Forget it! Our orders are to go back anyway.
— DAMN! I was hoping to get a bullet through their heads!
— That wasn’t the plan let me remind you! One of them had to be part of Project G and
another to the Project A! Come on, let’s go! I miss the clean air! Hahahahahahaha!

I can hear them snickering away. Elijah’s body warms me with under this freezing rain, he does not move, he stays still, but suddenly he begins to gasp and cough severely. I imagine that in the rush, he lost his mask that filtrates the air! Bloody Hell! What a hell of a day!! Think Esmé! Think! I have the emergency oxygen tank but... Aargh and then too bad! I have the bottle. Now I need a funnel like thing to put it on his face! I must have something in my bag! Eureka! My emergency air filtration mask:

— Ok! Hang in there, buddy! 1,2,3:

“PSSSSSHHHHT!”

— Inspire! 1,2,3: “PSHHHHHHHT!”
— Inspire!
— Kuf. Kuf. Kuf. HAAAAAAAAN!
— Yes! YOU’RE ALIVE!
— You are completely stupid damn! The Reds were chasing us and you decide to stop in
the middle of everything and... Kuf! Watch a giant bubble, that you will never see up close! Kuf! Kuf! Why do you want to go there so much? Aren’t you happy here with me?
— That’s your problem, Elijah, you only think about yourself! Everything is fine to you! You’re lucky to still have a family, to have a home, a chance to keep up under all this pressure! But what do I have here? Other than some selfish prick I’m friend with?
— WELL, your selfish asshole friend saved your life twice today!

“ALERT! ALERT! TO ALL DOME OUTSIDERS, A HUNDRED PEOPLE FROM THE NORTH QUARTER, AFTER BEING TAKEN IN AMBUSH HAVE BEEN ROLLED UP BY THE REDS! THIS NEIGHBORHOOD HAS BEEN MOSTLY AFFECTED! SURVIVORS ARE ASKED TO FIND A SECURE SHELTER, IN ORDER TO AVOID FURTHER LOSSES. THIS WAY, WE WILL NOT SPREAD THE GHOST VIRUS FURTHERMORE! REMEMBER THAT YOUR SURVIVAL IS THE GUARANTEE OF EVERYONE’S SURVIVAL! HAVE A LOVELY DAY EVERYBODY!”

— Have a lovely day too, bastard!
— The North district... that’s where you’re from isn’t it?
— But you’re also perceptive! However, I’m so lucky! If you had not been late, I would have
been caught!
— No, I’m serious. I’m not sure about that Esmé! When the Reds were leaving, they said,
"One of them had to be part of Project G and another to the Project A". What do you think that means?
— Let me guess Elijah. Are we in trouble?

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— Hurry up Lisha! We need to blend in if you want us to get out of here alive! You heard the call, the Reds have to go back to the dome, and so do we!
— Let me remind you that I did not want to come in the first place! Adventures are not my thing!
I told you that I would have helped you from afar, it was not a good idea for me to help you on the front!
— Goddamn! Do you really believe that being Alfred as in Batman will save lives and
help you understand what the government is hiding from us? Why are you so naive?
— WELL? What should we say about you th...?

« RATATATATATATATATATATATATATA! RATATATATATATATATATATATATATA! »

— Get down Lisha!

I stay there, pinned to the ground for ten minutes with my sister snuggled up against me. The rain is pouring, it’s freezing, the streets are plunged into total darkness. The Reds must have exploded the central electricity circuit to cause chaos on the entire Class B! I heard people running! They are arguing with each other but I can't hear what they’re saying! The rain is strong as ever! From the muddy ground urges the smell of blood, sweat and tears! The armored vehicles are so big and potent that it makes everything shake: the ruins, the corpses, our hearts... My sister's body stiffens itself; we have to move or she will freeze to death! We walk cautiously in the streets, avoiding crossing the Reds. It’s not the time to get caught:

“BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! The Monthly Distribution countdown has begun: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2...”

“PCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTT WOUHPOOOOOUUUUUFFFF! SCAAAAOOOOOUUUTCH! GNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNG! PONG!”

I catch my sister violently by the arm and throw us both in an old ruined house to hide. The armored vehicles of the Monthly Distribution collapse in front of us in a deafening crash. My sister and I remain stunned for several minutes, dizzy, feeling a powerful tinnitus in our ears. I feel like my eardrums have turned into giant cymbals! After about ten minutes, I start to hear what’s going on again:

“ALERT! ALERT! TO ALL DOME OUTSIDERS, A HUNDRED PEOPLE FROM THE NORTH QUARTER, AFTER BEING TAKEN IN AMBUSH HAVE BEEN ROLLED UP BY THE REDS! THIS NEIGHBORHOOD HAVE BEEN MOSTLY AFFECTED! SURVIVORS ARE ASKED TO FIND A SECURE SHELTER, IN ORDER TO AVOID FURTHER LOSSES. THIS WAY, WE WILL NOT SPREAD THE GHOST VIRUS FURTHERMORE! REMEMBER THAT YOUR SURVIVAL IS THE GUARANTEE OF EVERYONE’S SURVIVAL! HAVE A LOVELY DAY EVERYBODY!”:

— Have a lovely day too, you bastard!
— The North district... that’s where you’re from isn’t it?
— Wow you’re so clever! However, I’m so lucky! If you had not been late, I would have
been caught!
— No, I’m serious. I’m not sure about that Esmé! When the Reds were leaving, they said,
“One of them had to be part of Project G and another to the Project A.” What do you think that means?
— Let me guess Elijah. Are we in trouble?

“Project A?”, “Project G”? What are they talking about? What is the link between the raid and these Projects...? Was it just a pejorative way of talking about the poor in Class B, right? “Let me guess Elijah. Are we in trouble?” But wait, why would they be so worried? There is obviously something I don’t understand:

— Yep, we’re fucked! Are we going back to the dorms or do you have a better place to hide in mind?
— Follow me bro! Let me take you to a paradise!
— Hope it’s not too far away!
— Stop growling and follow me!
— Lisha! Lisha! You heard? Get up we’re going to follow them! They
may have the answer to what we’re looking for! A failure in the system.
— Don't you want us to go home? I'm soaked to the bones and it's dark! I am scared! — Okay, hear me out, you just stay here, I'll come pick you up later.

I started to run after them:

— Aluna! Wait for me! Aluna!

My heart beats to the rhythm of the rain. I've been dreaming of coming to Class B for years, coming volunteering! My white clothes are soaked in mud, sweat, tears and blood. My black hair is dripping down my cheeks, they create blinders around my face. I look scary... Only a dark damp chasm rises in front of me, along with the muffled voices of people we followed. My sister may be small and frail, but she follows me closely:

— Are you okay Lisha?
She growls in agreement. I see a shadow, a monument, a gigantic one! I light my
flashlight:
— Look Lisha! I thought it had been destroyed! You know what it is?
— A ruin...
— No, it’s the statue that symbolizes Victorious Peace! Look, we can still see its hands, and the doves flying away from them!
— That's cool... I'm starving.
— I see... Wait, I have a snack in my bag. Take it!
— Ohhhh nice it’s almond flavored! I haven't eaten almonds in ages!
— I know! That's why I took it when I saw it at the supermarket. I know mom and dad
wouldn’t have bought it for you! They have gone crazy since the beginning of that virus!
— Thank you, Aluna!
— No problem.

I watch her eat. Almonds have been her favorite since she was little... But a few years ago, my parents eliminated it from our diet, these last two years we didn’t ate ANYTHING that could contain almonds! They totally erased it from our lives. I don't understand why they wouldn’t allow her to eat what she liked the most... They allowed me eating chocolate:

— Aluna...
— Yes, what’s happen?
— I... I don’t feel very well...
— What do you mean?
— My skin is burning!

Her skin is bright red, she suddenly has pimples all over her body, it swelled up in seconds! I no longer recognize her face, it's all puffy! She is choking:

“OOUUIIIIWIOOUIUIUIIII! OOUUIIIIWIOOUIUIUIIII! OOUUIIIIWIOOUIUIUIIII! OOUUIIIIWIOOUIUIUIIII!”

The Reds! It’s the only way to save my sister! Even if it means having my hand cut off as a punishment, I will do everything to save her life! So, I shout:

— Come get us! We are here! We are from Class A! My sister had a strange reaction and she needs a doctor! Come get us! Please!
— Hey! Hey! You there! Come this way!
— Yes! Come get us! Come to us...

The Reds approach toward me, I’m desperate, I hope they’ll help us:

— Wait, what are you doing? No! Help her! What are you doing? LISHA! LISHA!
— ALUNA! ALUNA!
— Believe me kid ... There is nothing more to do. You did everything you could. Trust us. We’ll take care of her.

“TAAAAAAAZZZZZ! TRRRRRRRRRRRRR”

— LISHA! LISHA! LISHAAAAAAA! NO! NO! LISHAAAAAA!
— Come on, don't stay here!
— No! Let me go! LISHAAAA! DO YOU HEAR ME? LISHAAAA!
— SHUUSSH! Stop shouting I beg you! Shut up if you want us to get out of here alive!

They left me there. In the mud. Alone. Distraught. Seeing the unconscious body of my little sister being transported in their armored vehicle... it made me sick. I was screaming. Yelling that she's part of Class A. They took her. I'm part of Class A damn! We are supposed to be free! Why do they had to hurt her? Besides, here I am outside the Dome...
I have been dreaming about this day for about five years. But I would have never imagined it to be like this. Luckily, the boys we followed with my sister, came to my aid. Without them, I'd probably be dead. Everything I thought about Class A was fake? No human being should suffer! I have to find my sister and all the people from Northern districts that are missing:

— So, tell me. What's your first name?
— My name is Aluna... and you?
— My name is Elijah. And the dumbass behind me is Esmé. And here, put this on your face, it's the dumbass who created it! It filters the air you breathe, so it prevents the virus to enter your body! Change it every 12 hours! After that, it’s useless.
— Thank you, you saved my life... I’m glad I met you two.

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Elijah

It’s been 5 months since Aluna, the girl from Class A tries desperately to find her sister.
No one has heard from her since the Reds took her. There are no missing persons reports since White Day, when several members of Class B went missing as well. Aluna knows that there is a flaw in the current system from the beginning. She knows that the Government is hiding something... but what?
With the disappearance of her younger sister Lisha, Aluna tries to be known on many social networks of the Dark Web. She is giving her all to try to build a group of rebels who would be against the Government. It’s not the first time that people from Class B disappear...
But it’s definitely the first time for an Absolute. Aluna hopes to find the people who disappeared, as well as, the leaders of our Government. Slowly, the number of Absolutes increases, while Out-Domes decreases; this is why more and more people are becoming aware of the strange behavior of our leaders these days. After Lisha’s kidnapping, her older sister had no news of their parents. It was like they had never existed. Their accounts, logins, passwords... All the files that made up their lives were deleted. I’ve been scouring hack services and codes for days trying to track down the source that deleted their existence from the system, but it was unsuccessful.
However:

— I did it!
— Did what, Elijah?
— I managed to hack into the cameras overlooking the statue square! I have access to all the records hours!
— Are you kidding me? How did you do that?
— Esmé, you may be a genius in mech, but I’m a genius in computers! Go and find Aluna, tell her I found a way to find her sister and to solidify our resistance group!

The night I found Aluna;
I had just had a fight with Esmé about the Ascension. When I saw these girls dressed in white, I was initially filled with an immeasurable rage. White is supposed to be only for the Absolute’s Class, the "Pure" ones. When they started screaming for help, I just wanted to see them dead; so, they could stop talking about it. It wasn't a question of whether I envied their situation or not, but rather the fear of losing Esmé, if he had ever encountered them, he might have left with them, to Class A... But... When I saw their faces, I saw that we were the same age and when the took Lisha, I quickly realized that things were not going as planned.That's why I went to rescue Aluna.
I may be a selfish prick but I know what family means and there's no way way I'd leave anyone, even a stranger, in such a situation.

— Esmé told me that you managed to get the videos back, is that true? Don't get my hopes up, Elijah, those files could be the key to unravel this whole mess!
— Check it out by yourself! Everything is there, from the beginning to the end of the month. But I checked and it's a private camera, it's not connected to any Government security t's nowhere to be found, it channel, it's an independent one. I tried to trace the source, but vanished like a ghost, no trace left... Let's hope it's not a trap.
— Ohhhh! You're a genius Elijah! Thank you! Thank you!
— You're welcome!

These days the virus is making more and more victims... Fortunately, thanks to the prototype mask that Esmé invented, it’s spread went down. Club S has grown since White Day’s alert. People have realized the extent of the damage and, above all, that they can finally do something about it! Thanks to Esmé's science, my technology and the many doctors and nurses who are with us, we have a way to reduce the casualty rate of this damn virus! Our team of experts is trying new experiments every day to broaden the scope of what is possible. However, with the mass removal of electronic and technological materials
confiscated by the Government, supposedly to preserve planetary resources, we are not able to find a way to reduce the number of victims, we do not have the tools to discover any clues to our possible extinction. The numbers have
gone down from 885 deaths per week to 595 It is fortunate that Club S has not yet been discovered by the Government.

Esmé and I spent the whole afternoon watching Aluna go back and forth on dozens of websites.
Stopping and pausing on the videos between tears and fits of rage. We watched her, sitting there for hours, without eating or drinking, without settling down, looking for the flaw, searching the clue that could bring her closer to her sister. In the evening, from 6pm to 11pm, she practiced writing a sophisticated message to enlist the crowds in her rebellious movement,
she translated it from French to Tamil !
She is the first person I've seen with such determination after Esmé. They give the courage to fight, to give your all, to give the
best of yourself every day. She has finally finished her editing! It's 2:48 in the morning. She wakes us up with a big shout of joy:

— Yeeeeessss! I'm done, guys! Listen to this:

“Attention to all Class A residents! To those who have the courage and the spirit to join us in this fight ! Join us in rebuilding a world where mutual aid and friendship triumphs!
Without hypocrisy and hope to punish!
Many are the heroes who have marked our history. It is up to us to rewrite our world; we have to make the History.
Together we could bring back hope to our world! It's up to us, Class A! Remembering
our brothers and sister’s blood, sweat and tears; may it give us the strength and help them in their misery, in their abysmal terror! May let us help the Out-Domes! And may inequality will be forever forbidden! May it let us find our brothers and sisters whom the Government has made disappear overnight! May we rebel and rebuild a human humanity!”

— It's good! Very good indeed!
— When do you plan to post it?
— Tomorrow night.
— That's great! I want to be there when you upload it! Elijah, will you help us upload it without getting caught by the internet security networks?
— Of course, I'll help you make your dreams come true! Even when they seem so unattainable. I'll get to work in the morning! On that note, good night! I'm going to meet sandman, hoping that he will share some of
his magic sand !
— Haha so funny Elijah...
— Calm down Esmé, don't listen to him!
— Yeah! You should listen to your new girlfriend. Don't listen to me! I’m just the annoying friend that annoys you as soon as I open my mouth so...

I really can't help it. As soon as something doesn't go my way, I make sure everyone knows, I have no filters. I wish I knew how to be positive, to be optimistic...
Unfortunately, life made me pragmatic, with an electric arrogance.
I've only just woken up when:

— Elijah? I need you to make me some GPS trackers as soon as possible, please!
— For what?
— Aluna had a great idea! If our plan ever works, we should be able to geolocate each other so that we never lose one of us and it may help us too!
— Wait a minute. Wait, what? Which plan? Explain Esmé, I don't understand!
— If we ever manage to create a group
of rebels, we'll have to find a code or a place that only the members of the group can know about! Let me remind you that the goal is to have several people from the four corners of Class B, in order to gather as much information as possible that our leaders could hide from us. Or even undercover agents from Class A!
— In that case, you would also need a translator...
I'll try to go back to the dump to find some reusable technological wrecks. I won't
promise you anything, but I'll do my best!
— You want to go back to the dump? But it's just at the end of the North Dome... you might get killed!
— Don't worry, if you fix my mirror suit everything should be fine and it's not the first
time I go there!
— You got shot in the shoulder last time! Imagine if the surveillances don't miss
you this time?
— You really think I’m stupid! Don't worry, I can override anything!
— Okay... if you say so. But...I'm coming with you!
— There's no way you're coming! You'll be more of a nuisance than
anything else!
— What??? I saved your life more than...
— Stop it! Has someone else come up with another idea? I didn't even know about your damn plan! So, stop acting like you care about me for a second and let me go on my suicide mission in peace!
— You know that just saying: I care about you, I don't want you to put yourself in danger, because I won't get over it. Would that have been enough? But then, I know, you can't do that. So, be careful, and I care about you too, which is why I insist on supporting you. Be careful.

I watch him go. I know I'm a jerk! I've tried to change, but I can't. It's like a curse...
Anyways, I have more important things to think about! It's 12pm. If I leave now, I'll be at the border around 2pm, perfect timing. During the day, the Reds tend to be less defensive, as the attacks are in the evening, when the darkness plunges the streets into total darkness. I need to take my oxygen masks, my Ventolin, to avoid a situation like last time, my suit, my taser, a spare battery for my bike and I should be fine! Okay! Here we go!

The dump is at the edge of the North Dome, it contains all the objects that the Government thinks obsolete or useless! I go there from time to time to find material that could improve my gadgets or those of Esmé. The problem is that it is guarded by automatic surveillance cannons, highly secure! I haven't told Esmé, but it's impossible to hack into them, I've tried many times without success. I used to wonder why they put the dump outside and not inside the Dome... Later I deduced that it must be a trap. If an Absolute tried to go back to Class B, to visit a relative, he would automatically be shot; the same for an OD who tried to go to Class A. So the purpose of the dump is to prevent the populations from crossing their respective territories.
I'm there. The landfill covers about 2km of area on the outskirts of the Dome.
This gives me a wide enough field to avoid the cannons. The area is deserted, I can just make out and hear the restless and busy figures of the Absolutes inside the Dome. I wander through the rubbish for several twenty minutes, in order to find the necessary material for my creations. I find everything! Microphones, used SD cards, old smartphones, old radios... The more my bag fills up, the more I want to stay! It's a real gold mine! It's already 4pm, I should have been back an hour ago ! Esmé will be worried... I'm about to get on my bike, when a glint of light comes to tickle my right eye. I put my bike down and run to see what catches my eye. I plunge both hands into the rubbish to get to the shiny object. It is stuck between the keys of an old computer! I break the keyboard into a
thousand pieces with several powerful kicks. It's a locket! It has a name engraved on it: Judy James. It's made of silver; its lid is decorated with a deer antler in relief. I'm going to take it back to Esmé, it will make a nice pendant.
I've hardly left the dump when :

"RATATATATATATATATATATATATA! RATATATATATATATATATA!”

One individual must have come too close to the border... The cannons have detected him:

— Elijah? Elijah, you're home! Are you all right?
— Yes, I am! Look!
— I'm talking about your condition, idiot! Are you all right?
— I'm telling you that everything is fine! And not only am I in great shape, but I found everything you need! I'll get to work tonight! And look, I've even got a present to make up for what I said to you earlier!
— Didn't I? Did you find it in the dump? But it's beautiful! Thank you so much!
— You're welcome.

I let him contemplate his medallion while I go and assemble the parts. It takes me several hours to assemble a GPS of untraceable quality, with the little technology we have. I'll deal with the portable translators tomorrow. I'll even have to think about fitting it inside the oxygen mask so that it doesn't interfere
with the wearer. I also need to think about making it removable, so that it can be adapted to any situation and any surface. All that will be left for me to do is:

— Aluna, stop! Stop, you'll break it! Stop, I tell you!
— I'm telling you I know that name! It's not just anyone's locket! Give it to me!
— It's a gift from Elijah! Let go! Let go!
— Hey! What's going on? Aluna, what are you doing? Let go, you'll strangle him! I've been asking him to take it off since earlier but he won't! So, I'm doing it the hard way!
— But you've gone completely mad! It's turning purple! Let him go, damn it!
— Do... What-what. Choooose. El-i-jah! I'm out, su-pplie... Kuf. Kuff.
— Aluna, I'm sorry but you leave me no choice.
“BOUMPF!”

I punch her in the jaw, her head jerks to the right, blood spots from her sore jaw, her body sprawls on the floor with a thud.
"CLING!"

The medallion broke in two, falling violently to the ground:

— Kuf! Kuf! What the hell did you do? When I told you to. Kuf. Do something. Kuf.
That was convincing her with words! Kuf. Kuf. Kuf. Kufff. Not by knocking her out! You won everything! Not only did you knock her out, but the medallion was busted! It's ruined now!
— Ssh! Shut up Esmé! Look at this! And...
— What the hell is that?
— I think Aluna's right... This locket wasn't or isn't anyone's! Look, it's an SD card! I'll try to read it!
— What if it's a virus?
— One more virus or less! We're all die one day anyway!
— I told you your puns are really bad... This is like Infinity War!
— Did I ever tell you that you annoy me with your Marvel references?

I open my computer, put the SD card inside, hack it, copy it on my computer and... a lot of files open up! Dozens of them! People! Faces! Names! Identities! Lives! Then:

— Hello, my name is Judy James. I was a member of the Government until a few minutes ago. I am currently in solitary confinement, along with all the other missing persons to date. I am here now because I had the misfortune to want to tell the world the truth. Ghost is not a natural virus. Ghost is an experiment that I have been working hard on. The purpose of the virus was to eliminate people with defects, whether physical or mental. It was designed to increase the power of the failure by a factor of 3. That's why no one would die in the same way and within 48 hours. I know that all of this may seem cruel from a subjective point of view, but if we look at it pragmatically; it's just about making humanity more people are being born with abnormalities! It is physical and/or mental disorders. Absolute beings to survive this world better. Resources are drying up and time to renew the human species with stronger and more robust beings! Able to survive any hardship! That's why Ghost was created, to keep only perfect beings, free of defects, diseases, allergies, in decline!
However, the number of contaminations was much higher than we thought! We were only supposed to eliminate one third of the earth's population, not the 3⁄4! That is why I wanted to alert the population to our mistake, which was originally intended to be our cure! The band-aid for the survival of Humanity. Except that the other members of the Government did not accept my request and banished me here! In this isolation cell, where they themselves contaminate the failing Absolutes, who are nicknamed in this case as: Infected.
You must be asking yourself, but where have they disappeared? I am getting to that. The disappearances are due to several criteria:
- If the disappeared are ODs, from Class B, it is because their physical condition was misjudged by the Government or their failures were not: fatal, permanent or disappeared thanks to the adaptability of their host. They were then given the right of Ascension. They are therefore taken to Class A to become Absolutes. This is called Project A.
- If one or more Absolutes have been misdiagnosed by the Government, they and their relatives are immediately taken to isolation cells to be infected by Ghost. It is necessary
that the loved ones dies, because if they are transferred to Class B, where the virus hovers permanently; the ODs will know that Ascension does not depend on a vaccine, fictitious by the way, but on their health. This is why the Absolute rate is generally higher than the OD rate.
I wanted to tell the truth before I die, hoping that in this way I would earn your forgiveness.
I leave you with these words:
You are the future of tomorrow.
Make the right choice.
- If a person from the Class B develops a failure after the Government’s judgment, she’s directly deported to an isolation cell. She’s considered like an Infected, since she has to die because of her failings.”

— Wow... I'm stunned.
— Usually, I would have asked you to be a little more polite, but here...
WHAT THE FUCK?!?
— Fucking hell! I should never have gone to the dump! I should have listened
to you Esmé...
— THAT'S NOT THE FUCKING QUESTION ELIJAH! THE QUESTION IS WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH THIS FUCKING VIDEO?!?

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Aponi & Nuray

It's been two weeks since the message from The Last Sigh was launched on the internet. They even managed to post it on the electronic billboards inside the Domes! I had to watch the video about twenty times before realizing that there was a flaw in the system, but i didn’t thought that the Government would have gone that far... never! I may have agreed that there were too many people on Earth, but I would never launch a virus upon an entire population!
Anyways, that's how I joined the Rebels.
When I saw the video of the teenager who saw her sister being kidnapped in front of her, even though they were both Absolutes, it made me react! But when it was followed by the video of the former Prime Minister and the appearance of all these files of missing people, that was what was triggered me! In just 5 days of fights, more than 853,961 people died. In just five days we managed to bring down two Domes, the South and the West! We had faith in the Government. We are determined that the Government will give us justice for all the victims they did. In just 5 days,
the leaders accused each other of lying, corruption and they all turned each other’s back. The world is now split into 3 parts:

— The Rebels, led by The Last Sigh, who are doing everything they can to destroy the Government and make it pay for all the unforgivable crimes.
— The Ghostics, who understand and value the spread of the virus so that humanity can reach its peak, they want a « new » humanity. Some people call them the new Neo-Nazis.
— The Government, which is divided and trying to escape the heavy penalties against it. Almost all the members of the Rebels are members of Club S. I’m touched because at the time, when I told my friends and family that I was part of this club, they kept telling me that I was crazy, that I didn't have to risk my life for so little! All they needed was a trigger... It's true that seeing a 10 years old kid being taken away by a virus is a wake-up call... The main thing is that today the Club S has 1.8 billion members throughout the four Domes and the Rebels regroup 990 million people!
It all makes sense now that I think about it... The protests without police intervention, the lack of equipment in the labs... All so that no one could discover the truth about the virus! Censored newspapers, only one TV channel, where all you heard is the number of Ghost victims or the new laws imposed by the Government. Fortunately,
the activities such as listening to music, painting, writing, playing sports... were not forbidden! At least for the Absolutes...

Nuray

Since yesterday, missiles are being dropped all over the Domes. The war begins.
The leaders mock each other it’s ridiculous! Only North Dome is still standing!
South Dome fell two days ago and West and East Dome fell yesterday. They sent a bunch of missiles on the Rebels, who had taken refuge in the surrounding ruins. Club S was immediately called. There is more than 2,4 million victims and more than 5,2 million people injured. When we arrived at the scene... A pungent odor of blood arouses our smell. The bodies were lying on the ground, in agony, others in the hands of the Grim Reaper, others in the arms of their loved ones, shaken like vulgar rag dolls.
The coagulated blood was stuck on our shoes, pieces of flesh were embedded in the interstices of our soles. Ravens and hungry stray dogs came to devour the dismembered corpses, shredded, crushed, torn apart by the bombardment. I saw a little boy trying to put his father’s heart back inside his chest and tried to resuscitate him... I saw a mother caress her daughter’s head on her lap, while looking at her small, frail body crushed under a metal beam. I saw a father dragging the body of his lifeless daughter while screaming for help...

With my best friend Aponi and Club S, we’ve always wanted to know the root of the virus...
But in hindsight, I wonder if that was really necessary. It is true that telling the verity is a proof of courage, but I’m asking myself: Is it better to tell the truth so that people are enlightened? Or is it better not to say anything and let the rumors spread so we can avoid a world war of annihilation?
In history class, the professor often reminded us that history was there to remember, to help us, to remind us not to repeat certain mistakes... Today I wonder... did he also lie to us? Did he know that history was just a malicious cycle? Going near the ruins of the Dome, I had this impression of going back to Worldwide War Two... Bodies piled up in ditches, for lack of time and means. People masked so they wouldn’t catch the virus, like the gases that burned our lungs in one breath that day, color coded clothes made to distinguish “pure” people from “bad” people. There are even infection cells that one could define from gas chamber. Anyways, history is indeed repeating itself...
When I lost my mother, I blamed it on my destiny, I thought it was a test given by the universe, that it was going to make me stronger! When I lost my brother, I blamed it on the fact that I should have been more present.
I should have listened to him. That’s why today I help people... To make up my mistakes, for my inattention to others and to my own brother. And... When my father left. I told myself, Death has decided to spare me, so live happily until my turn comes!
Live for those I have lost! Never erase my smile no matter what. Live the life they would have liked me to have. So, even when I see all these people around me, suffering, crying, screaming in pain or grieving, I don’t back off. I must stand tall for them and smile. Even though deep down, I’m falling apart. That won’t change anything, so moving forward and saving as many people as possible is the priority now:

— Nuray? Nuray! Hey! I’m talking to you!
— Huh? Sorry Aponi, I was in my thoughts...
— Are you sure you’re okay? You look pale.
— Haha! Don’t worry, I’m fine.
— Nuray... You’re shaking.

Surprised, I look at my hands. I’m indeed shaking. Am I afraid? Am I feverish? What’s wrong with me? I’m feeling nauseous:
“BLUUURRRRP!”

— Gosh Nuray! Are you okay? Help! This way please!
— It’s okay, Aponi. It’s just the smell of blood going up my throat. It just reminds me:
— Hey, bro? How about we go to the movies tonight?
— No, Tony, I have homework to do.
— But it’s our tradition! Don’t you remember? Every Tuesday with Mom...
— Mom is dead, Tony! It’s been eight months now! Get it through your head! Move on.
— You’re right. I have to move on... Perhaps you need help with your homework?
—No, it’s okay, thank you.
— Okay.
— Hey! Tony? We could visit her tomorrow afternoon! I’m sure she’d like it!
— Sure... I’m proud of you. Study well!
These were the last words we exchanged. And in the evening, when I went to the living room:
— Tony was there. Knife in one hand. His blood soaked in the carpet hairs. A letter in his hand meant for me, it said, « You have a strength that is no match for any other man or woman,
continue helping others around you and persevere no matter what! And never ceases to smile because your alive. » That’s why I smile when I think of him. After that day, I can’t stand the smell of blood.
— You know what, Nuray? We’ll do it together! Here, take this, it’s a handkerchief with lavender essential oils. I’ve seen this in the movies, it’s used to soften the unpleasant smell of corpses, maybe that’ll help.

And that’s how, with Aponi, for a week straight, we saved hundreds of people. Before that, she always came to help us every Sunday after work. Work... that word has lost its meaning for me over the last five years. But Aponi has always been there,
I don’t know if she does it for me or for the principles that we have in common, but since we met, she has always been there to support me especially in difficult times.
I don’t know where this war will take us... but in any case, I would want to see her face, if ever death came to me.

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— Damn it! Why did we listen to you?!? You and your dumb truth?
— Are you blaming me, Esmé? Let me remind you that we voted and Aluna was for it too!
— Aluna doesn’t matter! She has a subjective point of view! Because of Lisha, remember?
— Still, it’s still a vote! And it’s too late to go back!
— Damn it! We’re just like the Government! You do realize that we just revealed the truth, right? Of our own free will, without even considering how they would feel. Whether they may have wanted to know a painful truth or live in world full of lies it was up to them. Look where it got us. Good thing we remain anonymous otherwise we’d be dead by now...
— You’re incredibly naive! Welcome to our world, big brain! Where good and evil only exists in fairy tales that are told to children as a lullaby! Or rather, no, sorry, to hide from them the true foundations on which our world is founded! We spend our lives lying or telling the truth to ease our own consciousness! Do you really think you are helping people because you’re a good person? Let me tell you, you’re only doing this because you feel guilty and responsible for your father’s death! Because you failed telling HIM, YOUR truth. You feel guilty for letting him hope that he could see your mother again. Yet today, it’s you who give hope to Class B! Because you realized that’s what drives people! That’s why you are so empathetic. You do good deeds to raise your own ego! And that’s exactly what we did with Aluna! We decided to tell the truth to ease our own minds. So yes, it creates conflicts, but what doesn’t create conflicts on this beautiful blue planet? Stop! I’ll stop you right now! Yes, I am arrogant and selfish. But what would you have done in my situation, what if suddenly you find out that the Government wants to kill you because you have asthma? Or you’re allergic to peanuts by the age of thirteen? Would you be okay with it? Being a “deficient” or an “useless” human makes us further more feel rejected from society because we were born on the wrong side of the fence. And then, you learn that you are not just useless but now you’re a target of the Government? Excuse me if I’ve disappointed you, but I think people that feel like Aluna and me, they’re happy to know what happened. And especially why many of their loved ones disappeared so mysteriously!
— Quand la vie te baise, y’a pas de pilule!
— What?
— What did you say Aluna?
— Damso said: « Quand la vie te baise, y’a pas de pilule »! It means: When life fucks you up, there’s no remedy! Basically, life tries us constantly and it’s our duty to face it without
any help and without complaining. We are left to our own devices. Do I need to remind you why we decided to call ourselves The Last Sigh?
— We said it refers to Iron Man’s last sigh, when he sacrifices himself to bring everyone back to life!
— No, Esmé! We said it was because of the time I almost died because I had the virus! And besides, am I dreaming or did you just spoil me the end of the movie?
— Damn it, there’s not one to catch up the other! We choose this name because it reminded each one of us a difficult moment of our lives. For Elijah, it was his first big asthma attack, at least the first one he remembers. For Esmé, the sigh of her mother’s last words before she left to join Class A. And for me, my sister’s last breath before the Reds took her away from me! This is proof that we had a purpose! We have to change history! Together!

Esmé

Me, Aluna and Elijah are going on a mission with the Rebels as assistants. Our mission today is to find all the leaders, kill them and destroy the virus in order to protect everyone. It’s very risky, but we have no choice! Aluna already left with Aponi, the scientist and Nuray, a senior nurse at the Club S. I’ll go with Elijah. The two groups must deal with the leaders of the two former Domes. Aluna takes care of the East, while me and Elijah take care of the North Dome! That is our land over there! That’s our territory, we know it well. In the streets, there’s war. Gunshots, people screaming from the pain of their torn or lacerated limbs. Across this battlefield, Elijah and I cross the crowd, we felt like Moses crossing the Red Sea. The sun is shining brightly and the heat is overwhelming. The smell of rotten bodies gives me dry heaves; Elijah looks straight ahead without flinching. We’ve arrived at the North Dome:

— Here we are!
— Gosh, the dorms!
— Yes, Ghostics destroyed it to avoid people from hiding here, just after the video
was posted.
— What about your belongings? Your family? You..
— My family’s in Class A. They separated us. I haven’t heard from them in five years. All I
ever told you about my family was false. I didn’t want you to pity me, like everyone else. So, I made it all up. We’ll talk about this later... We have to focus on destroying the virus right now!
What? But it doesn’t make any sense! Why? All this time? I’m sure I heard him talking on the phone with them... Yes, it’s easy for Elijah to create digital illusions, but... no, as he said, we have other things to do! Focus:
— Do you have our mirror suits?
— Always! And you, do you have the stun guns?
— Always!
— All right, we’re going through the sewers, we get out where there once was the old town hall, we find the lab, we burn everything, we kill the leaders and we come back! Got it?
— Got it!
— Ok! Here we go!

Elijah

I’ll go first, there’s no way Esmé goes in front of me. I’d rather be exposed to the danger myself. The leaked water is up our knees, it’s dark, we can’t see a thing! Luckily, I brought my drone flashlight. The screams, the gunshots, the chaos, the trembling caused by the shelling above us is our motivation to push forward. We are gradually getting closer to the old town hall, we are gradually getting closer to the old town hall, we’re getting there... The air is misty and suffocating, I can’t breathe despite having the mask:
— This is it, Elijah! Look!
— Yes! Go ahead! Wait, I’ll go first! Follow me!
— Okay, that’s good! We have to go to headquarters! Call the others to know where
they are.
I take my phone out of my pocket, dial the number, “Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep...”
— Hello? Elijah! We’re screwed! There’s no one in here, it’s empty! The lab, meeting rooms, refreshments, offices... Everything is empty! I think they knew our plan...
— Nonsense! We haven’t told anyone except the Rebels! It makes absolutely no sense! Unless... Hello? Hello?

I am trying to connect to the main network. Nothing works. I no longer have access to the internet! What’s going on? Esmé is watching me panic. I turn my phone off, restart it, change the battery... Nothing! We no longer have a network:
“HELLO, THESE ARE THE FOUR DOMED CHIEFS SPEAKING TO YOU. YOUR NETWORK IS CURRENTLY DISCONNECTED SO YOU CANNOT INTERFERE WITH THIS EMERGENCY CALL. I REGRET TO TELL YOU, THAT IN AN HOUR AT THE MOST, OUR WORLD IS ABOUT TO END. AS A RESULT OF RECENT EVENTS, LEADERS HAVE PITTED ONE AGAINST ANOTHER. WHICH LED TO A WORLD AND CIVIL WAR. WANTING TO SAVE HUMANITY FROM EXTINCTION, WE HAVE COMMITTED THE IRREVERSIBLE. MEN HAVE ALWAYS WONDERED WHEN THEIR END WILL COME. WELL, MY DEAR BROTHERS AND SISTERS, THE TIME HAS COME. OUT OF PURE VENGEANCE, THE VARIOUS GOVERNMENT LEADERS EACH UNKNOWINGLY LAUNCHED, AT THE SAME TIME, SEVERAL PLANES CONTAINING NUCLEAR MISSILES ON THE ENEMY DOME. WITHIN AN HOUR, HUMANITY WILL BE DESTROYED. USE THESE LAST MOMENTS TO DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO. DO NOT FORGET THAT ON 24 DECEMBER 1914, MEN HELD A TRUCE TO CELEBRATE A DAY OF PEACE. SO, I ASK YOU, MEN AND WOMEN OF TODAY, USE YOUR LAST MOMENTS TO MAKE PEACE AND FEEL THE HAPPINESS OF BEING ALIVE. WE ARE THE LAST SURVIVORS; MAY WE DIE WITH DIGNITY. MAY YOU GO TO HEAVEN. DIE PEACEFULLY. MAYBE, SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE.”

I sobbed:

— ESME... what have I done... What have I done...? I have destroyed humanity, if only I hadn’t posted the video...
— Elijah, Elijah, calm down. None of this is your fault. It’s the Government’s fault. As you said earlier, you just wanted to help. We only have an hour left, so let’s try to enjoy.
— What are you going to do...?
— I have no idea, do you?
— Well, what is your wish before dying?
— Seeing my mother again. Be able to say to her that I miss her and that she left too soon. When the Government took her to the Class A our family shattered... But then, you came into my life and everything came back to normal. And what about you, Elijah? What was your wish?
— Die by your side.
— Seriously? I didn’t know you cared so much about me... I never asked you but… Why did you always wanted to protect me?
— I never told you, but when we became friends, I wanted to know everything about you.
That was my purpose back then. So, I went through your files. You were born with one less lung, your parents had hidden it from you to prevent you from feeling diminished compared to the others. Then, the Ghost came and expelled you to Class B. That’s why I’ve always protected you. Despite that, you managed to adapt and the Government was at the point of transferring you to Class A. Then, I found the medallion and your dream of seeing your mother again shattered in hundred pieces.
— I was born with one less lung... Oh well, I had no idea... You know what, Elijah?
— What?
— My wish is to stay with you, until my last sigh.
— Until the last sigh.