Beyond the Fence

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Phoebe frowned, but said nothing. She wondered just how anything could be so cruel as to make people think there was something wrong with them... Then she remembered the stories of before the Utopias were set up, when deaths were too great and too frequent. The rain lulled her as the day went on, finally stopping around mid-day. Phoebe hesitated, putting a hand out to make sure that the rain had really stopped and it wasn't just one of those drizzles.
 
Noah glanced around. "It stopped raining." He said, finally deciding he could actually let her go to check the rain. He felt kinda empty without holding her close. The thought made him sigh softly.
 
Phoebe moved and stood outside of their little root home, moving to check if everything was fine before quickly darting back in as the rain started back up again. "Argh!" She growled, shivering as she tried to warm herself up. She wanted the sweater, but she had given it to Noah so he could be warm. She had dealt with this before, she could deal with a little more cold.
 
Noah immediately pulled her close to him. "You're cold..." He said, frowning slightly. He glanced at the sweater, which was several sizes too big. He held Pheobe close, gently rubbing her back.
 
"A bit... Can I use the sweater?" Phoebe asked, curling up in Noah's embrace. She opened her mind, looking out for other people near them. Something fuzzy came through, but she couldn't make it out. It was too jumbled up for her to make any sense out of it.
 
Noah slipped the sweater over her head, holding her close to him, pulling her into his lap as he did so. "Yeah. Don't want you getting sick." He said softly, trying to help her get warmer.
 
"Thanks." Phoebe smiled, leaning into the warmth. Everything seemed to be fine. IT had to be fine... She didn't notice the dark smoke slowly making its way through the tree roots, making the jumbled noises in her mind grow more and more. Masked people quickly moved and separated the two, pulling them toward a dark vehicle.
 
Noah screamed, his first reaction to drop everything and fight. His first few punches didn't hit anything, but he got a good kick to a knee and a punch to someone's face. Terror and anger rose through him. Where was Pheobe?!
 
It was pure chaos as people quickly held a cloth soaked in some liquid to Noah's face. The world blurred, leaving him unconscious. When he next woke up, he could see Phoebe lying on a bed across from him, nothing seeming to separate them. A large sheet of glass was the only thing that stood between the two. A doctor walked in to check up on Noah, making sure the restraints kept him from moving too much.
 
Noah yanked around, his throat hoarse. He screamed, though it was more a quiet yell. He stopped again, looking at Phoebe sadly. He whined at the doctor, but said no words. He stared through the glass at Pheobe.
 
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