Behind the Invisible Fence

We dug a straight line in the dust under a colourless sky. We built a fence so high it felt like the Great Wall of Benin, though it might never protect us. A distant voice rang out just as I was finishing my section: “Stop, you are done.” No reason. No explanation. I looked up confused and angry but could only calm myself—after all, it was almost payday. Suddenly the world shifted. We weren’t digging anymore. We were hiding in darkness, warned not to open our eyes. Those who did were never seen again. I stood frozen, wondering if questioning the system demanded a price I couldn’t pay.

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