transmission #001

It starts here. My first transmission. It feels strange talking to this device implanted in my wrist. I guess if someone sees me, they’ll think I lost it. And they could be right. It was painful. But I’m wasting words, of which I only have a limited number per transmission. They found me after the departure. They took me with them deep inside the city. I have been asked many questions. It was like an interrogation. I think they accepted me now but they are still distant in their manner. It will take some time, for me and for them.