Thursday October 31, 2002:
I turns out that do have a conscience after all. I was on my way from my dorm to my post when I saw this scientist about to board the train to Sector B.
He was young, probably around the same age as me, and trim without being weedy. His sense of style was just outta date: a goatee beard, glasses, and hair pulled back into a ponytail. His eyes were green and piercing, but apart from that and his fashion sense, he was pretty unremarkable.
Now the geeks don’t usually hang out in Sector B, so I shouted out:
“Hey you!”
He spun round to face me, looking lost.
“Where ya headed?”
He replied he was going to Anomalous Materials. I shook my head.
“You want the next train, not that one. That goes to Sector B.”
He mumbled something and stepped back from the platform. Too socially awkward for a ‘thank you’. I chuckled to myself. I made the exact same mistake as him my first week too.
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