People weren’t afraid. They were asleep. The Chairman’s rule wasn’t about brute force; it was about exhaustion, apathy, and distraction. Every day, a new outrage. Every week, a new enemy. And people adjusted. They stopped expecting things to make sense. By the time they realized what had happened, it was too late—easier to just go back to sleep.
Faith was no longer a choice; it was law turning religion into policy, forcing obedience under the guise of morality. LGBTQ rights were erased, divorce outlawed, and belief in anything but their version of Christianity made dangerous. It was no longer safe to question faith.
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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.
