After Zion: A new beginning

Everything is spinning. I see others here as well, their bodies in constant movement in the blackness of this hell. Some I recognize, some not so much. One of them is yelling horrible things. Wait a minute, I seen this one before….Yes, he was one of the guards I beheaded earlier today.

I think it was today, I have no idea how long I am here, time doesn’t exist here in this sickening limbo. …

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“We found another one. This one won’t stop crying!” he said, as he scooped the tiny child into his arms and cleaned the muddy water from her body.

Leaving the field where so many children mysteriously show up, he takes her to the compound where she will be tested by doctors and then brought to the place where a home will be found for her.

Lately so many mystery kids have been going out good homes, nobody knows where they come from, but are happy to have them in their lives. Some work out, most don’t. This one may not, at least not until the crying stops. She seems so nervous. She quivers at the slightest touch, and looks away if she is stared at. Truly a problem child.

Years pass and the child, now named Kimberley, has indeed been a problem. In and out of so many foster homes, she is always crying, sometimes even screaming. She is so afraid of everything and everyone around her. Such a pity. Her long blonde hair and her pretty face make adopting her out so easy, but her distrust often leads to home breakdown and she ends up back here in the facility.

Today a new family has come to see her. The man is a kind old soul, a long grey beard and flowing brown hair. His wife is also up in years, but her kind voice almost calms the tiny child, who despite her seven years, barely speaks, and shies away from strangers and staff workers alike.

The old couple take her home and do everything they can for the little girl, who seems to be responding to their kindness.

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“Where am I?” he asks. Nobody responds. He hears the thumping of footsteps heading towards him. A light comes on. He is in a tiny cage. “How can this be?” he asks, but nobody responds.

He looks around him. There are many cages, some piled on top each other. There are creatures in the cages. Some are howling, some barking loudly. The one next to his cage is looking at him, drool falling from its lips and a loud growl like he wants to eat Lucien. Lucien cowers back towards the door.

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“How about this one?” she says?

The old man takes the tiny pup into his arms, and despite its nervousness, he comforts the tiny creature and kisses it gently on the nose. The little pup responds by licking him on the face. “This one is perfect. She will love him!” he says, as he and his wife head to the door and home with their newly found friend.

Upon their arrival, Kimberly runs to the door to meet them. She looked curious, probably wondering what they had in their arms. When she seen the little dog, they were instantly drawn to each other, as if something linked them together.

The dog, who she named Lucien, became her friend and her protector. She spent  hours talking to the dog, sometimes even waiting for a response from the little fur ball. As the two of them grew up, the dog came to her rescue whenever a threat arose. Nobody picked on her in fear of being torn apart by Lucien. Soon she began to talk  to others and eventually fit into society.  She excelled in the scientific world and eventually went on to work as a scientist, studying the planets and stars.

Lucien was a very mysterious animal who somehow managed to live to the ripe old age of 50, which was previously unheard of for a dog. 50 may seem old for a dog, but it is the average lifespan  of a Zion.

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