[ PI ] [ NSFW ] Everyone on Earth is given one gun and one bullet at birth . You can do anything with the bullet with complete impunity . How do you use your bullet , and how does it change the world ?

*Greeting denizens* 
 
 We've all listened to it. I listened to it for 30 years as it chimed in over the screeching rails on my commute home over the third district. The constant reminder that we were doing good work; that *we* the citizens of district three were working towards a better future. 
 
 But that was before the fires, before the the terror. 
 
 My grandfather used to tell me the same thing the broadcast did, but he had always been a company man, through and through. I ca n't blame him though, he grew up in a different age. But that was before we knew there were people outside, before they started to come over the walls. If only Grandfather could see me now, his little girl in this room. 
 
 The broadcast would come on before the monorail crested over Supvine Heights and I could see over the wall. Everyday, for thirty years. 
 
 *To work is to be free; there is no you. Only us. * 
 
 There were kids that never came back to Instructionals. It was said they used their bullet on themselves, but we never had any proof. Grandfather never used his, to the wonder of my parents. My father, in anger, used his to shoot a pillow and'blow off steam' he said. 
 
 *We are waiting for him, and so it shall be. * 
 
 I've wanted to use mine, my bullet, so many times be it from petty aggression or jealousy. Too many times to count, but now I sit here, in the room, bleeding wonder if this will work. 
 
 Three people have used theirs on me, and their accuracy is surprising. Fortunately for me, Jonathan, Karl, and Stephan, have used theirs on them, but they're gone too. 
 
 *Use yours wisely. For there shall only be one.'' 
 
 It took us 13 years to discover the source of the broadcast and now I'm here, and I'll likely die here, but it's poetic that I'll use mine on it, the source. 
 
 There is no you. Only us. 
 
 

