AFTERMATH
A miniseries set in the world of the Senses Novels
PART VI
We were surrounded before we even knew that they were there. A loudspeaker ordered us to put our hands on top of our heads and several men grabbed us, stripping our weapons and packs from us.
Both of us were handcuffed and thrown into a truck.
It was only a short ride to the FEMA camp. The truck rolled through a big sliding gate that was heavily guarded with two armored vehicles, one inside and one outside. The truck didn’t immediately stop but took us over to one of the low buildings instead.
We were tossed off of the truck like sacks of potatoes. With our hands behind our backs, we landed hard. My son and I tried to twist in the air so that we would at least land on our sides or backs, but that is a lot harder than it sounds. Tony did okay, but I think I loosened a tooth when I hit.
We were dragged to our feet and pushed into the building where a man sat behind a desk. He didn’t even look up.
“Both of you could be shot right here and now. You’ve broken so many that I don’t know where to begin. Breaking curfew, carrying unlawful weapons, hording food, refusing to report to a FEMA camp, and the list goes on.”
I knew better than to say anything about a judge and jury. Justice didn’t exist anymore; these people had been given the right to carry out justice as they saw fit. Then he shocked me by calling us by our names. Their files had to be extensive and they had to have working computers for that!
“You’ll both be assigned work details as prisoners. The law allows me to make you slaves if I want. Keep that in mind.”
…we’ve been here now for over two months. Every man, woman, and child on the detail has lost so much weight that they look like skeletons. I haven’t even caught so much as a glimpse of my wife and daughter. Tony is starting to fade. If something doesn’t happen soon, I’m afraid that he might be worked to death.
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