Utopian Hell

Aaron watched as the city lights went out and the whole city went to sleep. He figured he had approximately ten minutes before they would check on him again. He needed to get down to the ground and make his way across town to the road out of town. Then he had another obstacle. He had to sneak past the guards on the road and run to freedom. He took a deep breath as his door opened. His father looked in at him and thought he was sleeping. Aaron sighed as the door closed and he sat up. He had to dangle from the outside window sill and drop to the ground below. He knew that there was a chance of being hurt, but the most that would happen could be a twisted ankle and he could live with that. He sighed as he opened his window and leaned out. There was no one around. He had his chance. He climbed out and dangled for a few moments then closed his eyes as he let go. He withdrew upon himself as he hit the ground and grunted as he made contact. He was fine, a few bruises would appear, but he was fine. He raised his head and looked around. The coast was clear. The street lights were out. All house lights were out. The sky was overcast and he could barely see his hand in front of his face. He took a deep breath as he stood up. He was not ready for this, but there was nothing he could do. He took off at a dead sprint across town. He knew he was going to make it to the road, he just wasn't too sure he was going to make it past the guard. He stopped when he heard footsteps up ahead. No one was supposed to be out at this time of night. Maybe they were the ones that were supposed to be getting him and taking him to be judged. He jumped into some nearby bushes. He took a deep breath to steady his breathing and listened to the people as they made their way past. "Do you believe this place," it was a man's gruff voice with a hint of a southern accent, "All the people are controlled. I heard that there is this kid in town that isn't going with the flow and they are going to brainwash him." "Really?" it was another male voice, but he seemed younger and little more sophisticated, "Why would they do that? What exactly is he doing?" "I don't know. I just heard that he really messed up and they are going to take him in front of the city council. I really feel sorry for that kid. He is going to be living in a hell for a few months until they are satisfied that he's fit for society again." "Wow, this place really is messed up."