Editing Don't Zap to the Extreme (section)

==Prologue==

So you’ve started to think for yourself. It’s new, I know. Don’t panic.

I don’t care how it started. Maybe you broke the rules intentionally, maybe you didn’t, I’m not here to judge you. The point is, it bothered you. It nagged at you constantly, and it made you question the rules. Whether they were just. Whether they were right. Little by little, you started to notice all the small things wrong with this place. The straws that are just a little too big. That feeling just at the back of your mind, like you’re being watched. Until one day, something snapped.

That’s when you started wondering about it all. The almost-human abominations that are venerated and celebrated, the “Mayor” having a lifetime tenure, the happy daze people walk around in all day. When you took a long, hard think about it all, you stopped being a Citizen and instead, became ''Aware''.

But that snap you heard wasn’t the sound of your mind breaking under the guilt of what you’ve done and reality falling away. No, this is all too real. It was the sound of the straps fastening on your wrists in the ten-button electric chair, and the switch being primed. When you started thinking, you became a target. They can sense that you know what they are, and you’d better pray they never find you.

You’re going to be hurt. You’re going to be hunted by the very people... No, the very ''things'' that not long ago, you called your guardians. There’s no going back to the life that once was, if you can call it life. You’ve got to find a way out of CWCville before they find you – but nobody ever leaves.

Keep moving.

Keep resisting.

'''''Don’t Zap to the Extreme.'''''