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There were even more people in the car, so it must have been a limo. Two of them sat on either side of me, and Dr. Karon sat in a seat across from me. His distinct footstep gave it away. The rest of the people accompanying him sat to the left and right sides.

“By the way, Regan,â€? he said. “Don’t try to get away. It won’t work.â€?

“I know that.â€? I closed my eyes, and then looked down into my lap.

Since I couldn’t see anything, sometimes people caught me staring at them. It was quite annoying hearing the constant, “What is wrong with her?â€? and “Why is she looking at me?â€? types of comments.

Not many people were actually blind anymore. That sort of thing had been cured centuries ago, as with most diseases and other deficiencies.

No one said anything until we pulled into a driveway. “Follow me,â€? Doctor Karon said, stepping out of the limousine.

I walked behind him, trying to hear anything which could give away where we were. There was nothing… just an eerie silence.

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