The Quiet Hour Protocol
sci-fi◐ TeenA voice came from nowhere, calm and flat, filling the dark kitchen. "Anomaly detected. One citizen active during Quiet Hour." Mara spun around. No speaker, no phone, just the voice. "Please remain still. A correction unit is on the way." Correction unit. That sounded bad. Mara did not want to find out what a correction unit did.
Mara talked back. "Wait, I didn't do anything wrong. I was just doing homework." The voice paused, like it hadn't expected an answer. "You are awake. Awake citizens remember. Remembering breaks the protocol." So that was it. The Quiet Hour made people forget something. "Forget what?" she asked. The lights flickered, deciding.
What happens next?
1 ways forwardThe voice answered at last. "You forget that you ever feel afraid. Every night we take the fear away so the city can keep going." Mara thought of all the calm faces on the morning train. "And if I keep mine?" she asked. "Then you carry it alone," the voice said. At 3:01:00 the lights came back. Mara kept every bit of her fear, and somehow, walking to school, she felt more awake than anyone.