UNDER THE STARS

Iain Kelly

Sam lay back against the tree and looked up at the twilight sky. The first stars of the night were visible, or perhaps they were satellites. It had become difficult to tell in the crowded heavens. The exhaustion from his escape overwhelmed him.

He imagined one of the satellites trained on him, zooming in with a powerful lens. Instinctively he scratched the dried blood and scab on the side of his head where he had removed the tracking implant. The implant had been inserted at birth. It felt strangely liberating to know that for the first time in his life, no one knew where he was. By now, agents would have found the small device in the bottom of the dumpster where he had disposed of it.

Being outside the city walls didn’t scare him as much as he thought it would have. There were all sorts of folktales and…

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