Matthew
After Celeste hangs up the phone, and doesn't answer my next few calls, the vehicle I am in fills with silence. No one else knows what has happened to their partners—if they have succumbed to the same fate as Celeste, if they have escaped, if they are under suspicion. Much has happened in the past few hours and no one knows what they will be returning home to...if there is a home left to return to. My conversation with Celeste has set a precedent, putting everyone in that liminal space between individual freedom and collective capture.
"Do you think anyone else we know has been taken?" someone asks anxiously. "I left my girlfriend at home. Do you think it's possible she's been arrested for my actions, even if she doesn't know what I do? She hasn't been answering my texts..."
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