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DIVIDED STATES part 7
As the Harlemites stood at the formidable gates of Birmingham, they were greeted by the sight of towering walls bristling with massive defenses. Guards clad in high-tech armor patrolled the ramparts, eyes trained on the group below. A sense of unease settled over Maya and her commanders as they surveyed the scene.
The leader of the armed forces, a stern-faced woman named General Richards, approached them with a contingent of soldiers. Her expression betrayed no emotion as she addressed Maya.
"We cannot allow entry," General Richards stated flatly, her tone brooking no argument.
Maya, unfazed, stepped forward. "General, I request an audience with your President. We seek asylum, not conflict."
After brief words with one another Maya swayed General to allow her to enter only.
Jacob her right hand man is worried about her going into Birmingham by herself.
Maya assures that she’ll be ok and if she’s not back in an hour, he know what to do.
After a tense silence, General Richards nods, leading Maya through a series of checkpoints bristling with automated turrets and scanning devices.
Inside the city, the stark contrast to the outside world took Maya’s breath away. Tesla cars hummed along smoothly paved roads, shops bustled with activity, and drones…
