After the battle was over, we divided into different cars and some left to take the wounded to Angel City. Me, Benjamin, Jeff and his siblings get into same bus with Alex and Lucas. I was suprised to see them here, even though Lucas had been in the same class with me and Jeff for three years, I didn`t really know him. When Alex had been in our class, he and Lucas had spent all breaks together, and when he got sick, (or so everyone had thought), Lucas became depressed and isolated himself from others. Until I saw Alex today, I had had no idea that he is Angel.
We stayed the night at the California countryside, away from all towns, and waited for other rebels, until the next afternoon the last ones arrived. I was nervous the whole way to Los Angeles, this was much greater than yesterday's protest, and I didn`t thought that everything would go as easily in the future.
Los Angeles looked a lot worse than I had thought. Everywhere was floating smog, illegal immigrants slept on their blankets in graffiti decorated gateways, and car and house windows were broken. All in all, the city looked as if the protest had already taken place, and the walled residential areas in other side of the city were out of this world.
Nothing happened for hours, and I started to feel bored. Mr. Shadows
talked on radio about Federal Reserve Bank and people listened around
campfires. It was weird sight, whole downtown of LA was full of busses
and camping sites, like Slab City had moved here. When hours passed, it
started to feel like the city was ours, like nothing could stop us,
until the army attacted next morning.
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