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Submitted to Contest #292
When we arrive that evening at the grubby door of the New Prague Intake Facility, Sira is nervous, her hands wringing the pamphlet into a twisted mess. As we wait in the outer vestibule to be scanned and registered, she glances at the door. "Do you think the drones saw?" she asks, whispering, as a blue beam of light skims over our bodies. "No," I say. I have no idea, but there is no point in worrying her. A soft chime sounds and the inner door slides open to admit us. In the ante-room of the facility, an Intake man sits at a table, ges...
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