[ TT ] You killed them ! Those are n't bad guys ; they protect us from something far worse !

Finally, we're almost free, nearly released from this hellish city that we're trapped in. Once I open a hole in the dome, everyone will be able to escape form the tyranny that is the Archduke and the Archduchess. They claim that they keep us here for the safety of the city, for the benefit of everyone. I, however, know that all of that is a lie. They tell us that to keep us complacent, to get us to submit to our serfdom while they party and dine their lives away. 
 
 Normally, I would think it was impossible to leave the dome. However, some members from the resistance movement contacted me and they have some serious advantages. They've been working for a long time to get someone outside, and all the pieces are finally coming together. Their mole working in the Ministry of Protection was able to get us a map of the paths that the sentries walk, a spy in the Ministry of Architecture was able to pilfer the blueprints for the dome, a few members volunteered to martyr themselves in order to create a distraction, and, most importantly, we got the materials for an explosive device in a heist of the citadel's armory. We lost a lot of really good members along the way, Crazy Ben and Sam and Kelsie... and the twins... and John....and Carl... and... and.... Its OK though, they died for a good cause, and today is the day that their deaths gain true meaning. 
 
 I need to get going though, its almost time to put the plan into action, and I'm one of the most important parts. I look at my girlfriend sleeping peacefully and think about how much different... how much better... of a world she will wake up in. Finishing that thought, I head out for the resistance headquarters, grabbing an apple from the kitchen as I walk through it. When I arrive at the HQ Max, the resistance leader, runs through the plan one last time. Jack, Luke and a collection of 15 or so others are going to go and create a diversion by rioting in the Northern Quarter Markets. I am going to go and rendezvous with some resistance members in the Western Quarter in an abandoned building near the edge of the city. Whenever I hear the alarms go off, signaling the beginning of the riot, three of us will leave the hideout and the two of them will push me over the fence keeping the civilians away from the dome. Then, I run to the dome and blow a hole in it. The resulting chaos should give the leftover resistance in the hideout time to escape with me and setup some sort of refuge outside the dome. 
 
 Max finishes talking, and I grab my supplies: a bottle of water, a pistol with three spare magazines, and a bookbag with a bomb in it. I make my way to the hideout in the Western Quarter, dodging the glances of the guards who walk past and trying to stay in the shadows. As I walk down an alley, a guard shouts behind me, `` You, there! Halt! Show me the contents of your bag!''. I run. He chases after me. I make a quick right into a smaller alley... but its a dead end. I grab a piece of pipe that I see on the ground, and wait at the corner for his arrival. He never even saw it coming, a few quick hits to the head and he was dead. I wish I did n't have to do it, but its what had to be done. I pull his body deeper into the alley, and bury it under some trash so that no one will se it. I continue on my way to the hideout. Everyone is quiet when I arrive, worried by my lateness. We maintain the silence as we wait for the signal. It feels like years pass as we sit on the cold stone floor. Finally, I hear the siren announcing the disturbance. 
 
 My two companions and I bolt out the door, this is our only chance. We make our way to the fence, and they boost me over. Another siren goes off whenever I touch the ground, one I've never heard before. They must know I am here, in the restricted zone between the fence and the dome. I hyperventilate as I think about the plan failing, but my companions scream `` Go!'' at me as they try and scramble across the fence themselves. I run. I hear someone shout `` Stop! Put your hands in the air!'' but I keep going. A bullet whizzes past me and I see it hit the dome in front of me. I keep running and pull my pistol out while I keep running in a zigzag pattern, trying throw off the gunman. He must be new, because he is n't a very good shot. I turn around and empty the magazine in the pistol. One of the bullets must have hit him, because I see him fall down. 
 
 I make it to the dome. I hear some more shouting but I ignore it. I set the bomb up on the ground beside the dome, entering the code ingrained in my head. The timer starts at 30 seconds....'' We are so close to freedom.'' I think as I run for some shelter. 
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 I hear the bomb explode. Pieces of the stone dome fall around me. *We won. * As the dust clears, I feel a coldness like I've never experienced come over me. I stand up and run over to the hole in the dome. I can see the paradise that exists outside the dome, lush green trees and grass, the sun blindingly bright compared to the lighting inside the dome. It is beautiful. I look closer though, and something is making its way inside the dome, like a black liquid slowly seeping inside. I walk up and touch the ooze, the pain is unbearable. I try to turn and run back to the city, but the pain overwhelms me and I fall to my knees. The ooze begins to coat my legs, the pain covering my body. It begins occupying my every thought. I see my companions making their way over to me. I try to scream, to tell them to run away, but I ca n't. My vision fades to blackness as the pain completely overwhelms my senses. *We lost, I ruined it*
