Pricked by the sand.

[notinutopia]

It was the sort of day that lent itself to taking long walks off the worn paths and playing in the sand without any worries or thoughts about other obligations

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[listentomystory]

Jude had been taking a walk down the beach, trying not to think much on the past week, trying to just be content. Thats when he saw a pretty shocked looking kid sitting and staring at what looked like a syringe. Immediately, Jude had flashbacks to Max drugged on his bed and the half-filled syringe by his side.

"What, are those things falling from the fucking sky?"

[notinutopia]

Jonas looked up, furious that the man had approached the matter with such disregard.

"What do you know about them?" He said with spiteful directness. He turned away from the man and remained focused on the needles.

[listentomystory]

Jude walked closer, trying to see if the needles were the same as Max had earlier.

"I know me friend had one a couple days ago. Where are they coming from?"

[notinutopia]

"No, no, no," Jonas told the man looking up at him in contention. "If your friend had these he would have died. He didn't have these you're mistaken." Jonas looked back to the long, sharp needle and imagined it going into Gabriel's head. He felt more sad that he ever had since arriving on the island.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude."

[listentomystory]

Jude shook his head and came to sit down next to the kid. "It was a syringe. I don't know what it was filled with." He paused, running his tongue across his bottom lip.

"Hey, you okay, kid?"

[notinutopia]

"I'm scared," Jonas admitted freely. The power that needle had was fierce and Jonas knew what would happen if someone had gotten a hold of it.

"That's killing solution. It's injected so that you die."

[listentomystory]

"Shit," Jude breathed, shifting in his spot as he looked down at the lethal weapon. "Why would anyone make that?"

[notinutopia]

Jonas didn't understand the rhetorical nature of the man's question so he remained measured and calm. "To kill, of course." Jonas looked at the needles. The sharp, glistening needles. "They were used to release the old or the too small. It was to control the population." Jonas looked up. "What did you think it was?"

[listentomystory]

Jude didn't hear the question because he got too caught up on the first thing said. "Control the population." His jaw was dropped and his eyesbrows were raised as high as they could go, "Where do you fucking come from?"