Sam’s brown eyes flitted about the windowless halls with its entrances to secret modules barred by cipher locks. “I feel like a leper … like when they yell unclean wherever you go.”

Tan looked incredulous. “You were a leper?”

“Not me.” Sam felt flustered. “That was done to lepers in the Bible.”

Tan returned Sam a blank look. Then John explained with a chuckle, “Not everyone here knows the Bible.”

Sam puckered her lips. She realized she was not in the old America anymore.

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