Cora and Alex had tried to break the spell. They had shown the lawsuits, the court transcripts where the network itself admitted that no reasonable person would mistake its content for real news. They had pleaded with their parents to see the truth, to recognize the cycle of fear and outrage that kept them glued to the screen, trapped in a world that didn’t exist.
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The Chairman hadn’t won the election. The opposition had lost it before the first votes were even cast. Their candidate framed the election as a choice between democracy and dictatorship, but that wasn’t what the people saw. They weren’t voting for democracy—they were voting against a system that had already failed them.
Cora wasn’t supposed to be out this late. She had no choice. The ration system had failed again, leaving her stranded, forced to barter for food. Now, the streets were empty, the curfew sirens long faded, and the checkpoint stood between her and safety.
The rally was a spectacle, a circus of blind devotion, where his followers waved flags, bought overpriced merchandise, and cheered as he spun his lies into gospel. It didn’t matter if nothing made sense. They weren’t here for the truth. They were here for the feeling of it all.
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The Chairman wasn’t just a leader—he was chosen. That’s what the pastors told them. He was imperfect, yes, but wasn’t David a sinner? Wasn’t Paul once Saul? God uses flawed men to carry out His will.
