“Sir, we have to report this story.”

“Do you not understand? We are not allowed.”

“With all due resp-”

“No, you don’t understand. This is how it is. Things aren’t how they used to be.”

He’s right. Things aren’t. Oppression has taken over. Companies control us. Government controls the companies. It’s been my mission. Trying to get word out about this story. The story that can break this infrastructure as we know it.

After years of sleuthing for the right story. I caught it. Pictures of the meetings. Recordings of the plans. A stolen blueprint of the upcoming terrorist bombing of the Statue of Liberty. The people need to hear this.

“Fuck you.” I say to the editor-in-chief as I turn and leave the building.

“I’ve had enough of t”

A loud bang echoed out in the night as a figure ran off in the distance.