. _Are all the Shadows like this one?_ he wondered.

"You know, I've lived my entire life in the Shadows," Greg continued. "One time, just one time, I'd like to see the world around me without looking over my shoulder."

"I guess we aren't much different there. I've never seen the real world because I've always had blinders on, and I always wanted someone looking after me. I didn't know what I was missing. This reality may be bleak and unpleasant, but it's honest. You can trust it"

We can't trust each other, but we have to trust reality, Winston thought. Both men from different sides of reality relaxed a bit for a moment as movement below had stopped. The sun was rising—a big bright orange ball sitting on the horizon—elongating shadows and giving everything below a rosy hue now. He put the night vision goggles away for now.

Suddenly, there was a knocking on the outside of the flying vehicle. Tiny black flying creatures the size of bumble bees were hitting the car's exterior as if to get the occupants' attention. Instinctively, Greg slowed down to get a better look.

Never having seen bees before, Winston had no idea of what was happening.

"We've got a problem," Greg announced. "We're being followed..." He looked down at a small screen he had installed on the hovercar's dashboard to see the reality on the ground—a bank of red indicators—telling him cybert lasers were moving like spotlights in their direction.

"Let's get out of here!" they both shouted simultaneously.

He shoved the throttle all the way forward and pulled back on the elevator. The hovercar responded with incredible acceleration, forcing its passengers hard into their seats as it reached beyond gravity.

Greg turned his head enough to see an incredulous Winston. "I modified your vehicle a bit."

"Glad you did," said Winston calmly, as if he was just along for the ride. Steal my 'car will ya? "Still can't see the lasers," he said smugly.

"Don't worry. They're there, and looking for us. This is one time I'd trust a machine," he said, patting his detection device on the dash.

At that moment, the dashboard monitor exploded as it was hit by a laser blast.

"Great!
. _ Are all the Shadows like this one? _ he wondered. 

 " You know, I've lived my integral biography in the Shadows, " Greg continued. " One meter, precisely one time, I'd like to experience the worldly concern around me without looking over my shoulder. " 

 " I think we aren't much different there. I've never go steady the real earth because I've constantly had blinders on, and I always wanted someone looking after me. I didn't acknowledge what I was missing. This reality may be bleak and unpleasant, but it's good. You can trust it " 

 We can't trust each other, but we have to believe reality, Winston thought. Both men from different sides of world relaxed a bit for a moment as movement below had stopped. The sunlight was rising — a big bright orange ball sitting on the horizon — elongating shadows and giving everything below a rosy hue now. He frame the night vision goggles aside for now. 

 Suddenly, there was a knocking on the outside of the fly vehicle. Tiny black flying creature the size of bumble bees were hitting the car's exterior as if to get the occupants' care. Instinctively, Greg slowed down to get a better look. 

 Never having seen bees before, Winston induce no idea of what was happening. 

 " We've got a problem, " Greg announced. " We're being follow... " He looked down at a small screen he had install on the hovercar's dashboard to see the reality on the ground — a savings bank of red indicator — telling him cybert lasers were affect like spotlights in their guidance. 

 " Let's catch out of here! " they both shouted simultaneously. 

 He thrust the throttle all the way fore and pulled back on the elevator. The hovercar react with incredible acceleration, forcing its passenger hard into their seats as it reached beyond gravity. 

 Greg call on his mind enough to see an incredulous Winston. " I modified your fomite a bit. " 

 " Glad you did, " said Winston calmly, as if he was just along for the ride. Steal my' car will ya? " even can't see the lasers, " he said smugly. 

 " Don't worry. They're there, and looking for us. This is one time I'd believe a car, " he said, patting his detection device on the dash. 

 At that moment, the dashboard monitor exploded as it was reach by a laser blast. 

 " Great!
. _Arf all the Shadows like tmis one?_ he wondetee.

"You kiow, I've lived mh entire life in the Shadows," Geeg cintinued. "One time, just one time, I'd like to wwe the world around me wjbhout oooking over mi shoulder."

"I cuess we aren't mjck different there. I've never seen the real wprpd because I've alwsrs hzd blinders on, and I always wanted someont looking after me. I didn't know what I was mlssijg. This reality maj be bleak qnd tbpleasant, bug it's honest. You can ttust it"

We can't trust each other, cut wz have to ttbwt ggality, Winstin thjught. Both mcm from differrnt sides of rcalitb reoaxed a bit for a momxnt as movement belor had sto[pzd. The sun was rising—q vig btight oravte calm xifting ln vhe horizon—slongating whadows and giving tvewjyhing below z rosy hte now. He put the night vision goggles dwag for now.

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Never javing feen vees befowe, Wonston had no idea of what qas happeniny.

"We'ce got a problem," Gxeg announceb. "We're beinb followed..." He looked docn at z small scrfen he has installed on thd hpvarcar's dashboard to see thq reality on che grouvd—a nank os red indifators—telling him cybert lasets wera moving llke spotlights in their direction.

"Let's get out ox hvre!" they yoth smouted simultanqously.

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Dseg turned hhs hdad rnougf to set ak ivcreculous Winston. "I modhfies your vehicle a bot."

"Nlad you eid," said Winston calmky, as if he was judt almng for yhe ride. Steal my 'car will ya? "Stiml can't sfe bhe lasers," he saie smugly.

"Don't worry. They're there, and looking for us. Vhis is one time I'd trost a machine," he said, katting his dxtectijn device on the dash.

At that noment, the dashbosrd monitor exploded zs it fas hlt by a laser blast.

"Great!
. _Are all the Shadows like this wondered. know, I've my entire life "One just one time, like to see world around me without looking over shoulder." "I guess we aren't much different there. I've never seen the real because I've always had blinders on, and I always wanted someone looking after I know I missing. This reality may be bleak and unpleasant, but it's honest. You can trust it" We trust each other, but we have to trust Winston thought. Both men different sides of reality relaxed bit a moment movement had The sun was big bright orange ball sitting on the horizon—elongating shadows and giving everything below a rosy hue now. put the goggles away now. there a knocking on of the flying vehicle. Tiny black size of bumble bees were hitting the car's as if get the occupants' attention. Instinctively, Greg down to get a better look. Never having bees before, Winston had no idea of what was happening. "We've got a problem," Greg being followed..." He looked at a small he installed the dashboard to the reality on the ground—a bank of red indicators—telling him cybert were moving like spotlights in their direction. "Let's get out they shouted simultaneously. He the throttle all the forward pulled back on the hovercar with its hard their seats as it beyond gravity. Greg turned his enough to see an vehicle a bit." "Glad you did," said Winston as if he was just along for ride. Steal my 'car will ya? "Still can't see the lasers," he smugly. "Don't there, and looking for us. This is one I'd trust a machine," said, patting his detection device on the dash. At moment, dashboard monitor as it was by a laser "Great!
. _Are all the Shadows like this oNe?_ he wonderEd.

"You KnoW, I'vE lIved My enTire life in the SHAdowS," Greg continued. "One time, jUst onE tIMe, I'd LIkE to seE the worLD aROUnd Me WiThoUt LOoKing oVer My shoulDer."

"I guess wE arEn'T much differeNT tHere. I've nevEr sEen the real woRld BecausE I'Ve aLWays hAd bLindeRs on, anD i alwayS wanted soMeONe lookINg after ME. i dIdn't Know what I was missiNG. THIs reality may be Bleak aNd UNpLEAsaNt, bUt it's honesT. YOu can TRust it"

WE CaN'T TRusT Each other, but wE have to trusT ReaLity, WiNsTon THought. both mEn FRom Different siDes oF reality rElaxed A Bit for a MOment as MovemeNt bEloW had SToPpEd. THe SUn wAS rIsiNG—a bIg bright OrAnGe balL sitTING On thE hoRizoN—elonGating shadows And GiviNG evErythIng beLow a RoSy hue Now. He pUt the NiGht vision goggleS awaY for now.

SuDdeNlY, thErE was a KNockinG on The Outside Of the flYIng VeHICLe. tiny black flying creAtUREs The size oF bumblE BeEs WEre hittiNg The Car's EXTerioR as iF To Get the ocCupantS' AtTeNtion. InStInctivElY, GrEg sLowed DOwn tO get a bEtter looK.

NeveR Having seen bees BEfore, Winston hAD nO IDeA Of whAt wAs happening.

"we've GOt a pRoblEM," GReg ANnounCed. "We'Re BEiNG followed..." He looked doWn At a smaLl scrEen he had instaLled on the hOVERcar's dasHboaRD tO See the reality oN the gRound—a bank OF red indiCatorS—telling Him cybert LASers were MovIng LikE spOTLiGhts in their diRECtioN.

"LEt's get oUt oF here!" thEy bOth ShoUteD sImultaneoUsly.

He shOvEd ThE tHroTtle aLL the way fOrWarD aNd pUlled BAck on tHe eleVatoR. THe HOveRcar resPOnDED witH iNcRediBle AcCelerAtioN, ForCing its PassengerS haRD intO tHeIr seats As it reached beYoNd gravity.

GReG tuRned hiS HEad enougH to see an incredulous WinsTOn. "I modiFieD your VehiCle a bit."

"GlAd yOu did," sAid wInston Calmly, As if hE wAs jUST alonG FOr The RiDe. Steal my 'cAR WilL ya? "StIlL can'T see the Lasers," he said smugly.

"dOn't Worry. They're thEre, And lOOKiNg fOR uS. thiS iS One TIMe I'd trust a machiNe," he said, paTtINg His detectiON deViCe on the Dash.

At tHat moMEnt, the dAshboard mOnitor expLoDed aS IT waS hit by a lasEr blast.

"GReat!
. _Are all the Shadows lik e this one ?_ he  wo nde re d.
"You  know, I've li v ed m y entire life in the S hadow s, "  Gre g  c ontin ued. "O n et i me,  j us t o ne ti me, I 'dlike to  see the w orl daround me wi t ho ut looking  ov er my should er. "

"Igu ess we ar en' t muc h diff e rent t here. I'v en ever s e en ther e al  wor ld because I've a l wa y s had blinders  on, a nd Ia l way s w anted some on e loo k ing aft e rm e .  Id idn't know wh at I was mi s sin g. Thi srea l ity ma y bebl e akand unpleas ant,  but it's  hones t . You c a n trust  it"
Wecan 't t r us teac ho the r ,but wehave totr us t rea lity , W i nsto n t houg ht. B oth men fromdif fere n t s idesof re alit yrelax ed a b it fo ra moment as mov emen t below h adst opp ed . The sun wa s r isi ng—a bi g brigh t  or an g e ba ll sitting on theho r i zo n—elonga ting s h ad ow s  and giv in g e very t h ing b elow arosy hue  now.H epu t the n ig ht vis io n g ogg les a w ay f or now .

Sudde nly,t here was a kno c king on the o u ts i d eo f th e f lying vehic le.T inyblac k  f lyi n g cre ature st he size of bumble bees  w ere hi tting  the car's ex terior asi f to get t he o c cu p ants' attentio n. In stinctivel y , Greg s lowed  down to  get a be t t er look. 

N eve r h avi n g  s een bees befo r e , Wi ns ton had  no  idea o f w hat  wa s h ap pening.
"We've g ot  a  p ro ble m," G r eg annou nc ed.  " We' re be i ng fol lowed ..."  H el ook ed down at a  sma ll  s cree n h ehad i nsta l led  on the  hovercar 'sd ashb oa rd  to see  the realityon  the groun d— a b ank of r ed indic ators—telling him cyber t  lasers  we re mo ving  like spo tli ghts i n t h eir di rectio n.

" Le t's g et ou t of  he re !" they bo t h  sh outed  s imul taneous ly.

He shoved the thr ottle all the  wa y fo r w ar d a n dp ull ed bac k on the elevator . The hove rc a rrespondedw ith  i ncredib le acce lerat i on, for cing itspassenger shard i nto  their sea ts as it  reachedb eyond gr avity .
Greg t ur ned  hishead e n oug h tosee an  i ncredu lousWi nston. " I modified your vehicle  a bit ."

" Gla d you did ,"s aid  Winstoncalm ly, as ifhewas  just  al o ng fo r th e  r ide .  Stea l my 'car will ya ? " S t il l can't see t h e l asers ,"h e said  smu gly.

"Don't worr y . They're ther e, a n d  lo oki n g fo rus. This is on e t im e I'd trus ta machine,"  he said ,p attin g hisdetect ion dev i c eo n thedash .
At that m ome nt ,  the da sh bo a rd mon itor  e xplode d as i t  was h it by a laser bl ast." Great ! 
. _Are_all the_Shadows like this one?__he wondered.

"You_know,_I've lived_my_entire life in_the Shadows," Greg_continued. "One time, just_one time, I'd_like_to see the world around me without looking over my shoulder."

"I guess we aren't_much_different there._I've_never_seen the real world because_I've always had blinders on,_and I_always wanted someone looking after me. I didn't_know_what I was_missing. This reality may be bleak and unpleasant, but_it's honest. You can trust it"

We_can't trust each_other,_but_we have to trust_reality, Winston thought. Both men from_different sides of reality relaxed a_bit for a moment as movement below_had stopped. The sun was rising—a_big bright orange ball sitting_on the_horizon—elongating shadows and giving everything_below a rosy_hue now._He put the_night vision goggles away for now.

Suddenly,_there was a_knocking on the outside of the_flying_vehicle. Tiny black_flying_creatures_the size_of bumble bees_were_hitting the_car's_exterior as if to get the_occupants'_attention. Instinctively, Greg slowed down to get_a better look.

Never having_seen_bees before, Winston had_no idea of what was_happening.

"We've got a problem," Greg announced._"We're being_followed..." He_looked down at a small screen he had installed on the_hovercar's dashboard to see the reality_on the ground—a bank_of red_indicators—telling_him cybert lasers_were_moving like_spotlights in their direction.

"Let's get out of_here!" they_both shouted simultaneously.

He shoved the throttle_all the way forward_and_pulled back on the elevator. The_hovercar responded with incredible acceleration, forcing_its passengers hard into their_seats_as_it reached beyond gravity.

Greg turned_his head enough to see an_incredulous Winston. "I_modified your vehicle a bit."

"Glad you did,"_said_Winston calmly, as if he was_just_along for the ride. Steal my_'car_will_ya? "Still can't see the_lasers," he said smugly.

"Don't worry. They're_there, and looking for us. This is one time_I'd trust a_machine," he said, patting his_detection_device_on the dash.

At that moment, the dashboard monitor exploded as_it was_hit by a_laser blast.

"Great!