It's been a century since all of this began; since they took over. A century since we were foced into hiding- a century since we've seen sunlight. It's been a century since we've been safe.
Here we are, unable to proccess thoughts without somone, or something, monitoring them. Treating us like we're time-bombs; a people waiting to overrun the system, they just sit there, waiting for us to do anything that could give them a reason to kill us.
The Androids came last night. They took Jacob away. They took him away for asking a question. a question that I cannot repeat without them realizing. Without them coming and extracting me, too.