Cycles were made for speed and could easily outrun a pod. Samuel turned around and saw them both get off of their cycles and slowly walked toward the car, one on each side. Exuding authority, they were tall and muscular with dark hair and grim expressions. Samuel glanced at U2258 who still had that calm expression on his face. Samuel wished he could feel that way. A man showed up at U2258’s window, and tapped on the glass. Samuel made a move as if to roll down the window and then gunned the acceleration, leaving the two men standing there. “You know,” said U2258, “they will catch us.” “I know they’re sure going to try,” said Samuel. He looked over to U2258 and he was smiling again. Samuel decided he liked it. It was an honest smile. “Where can a pod go that a cycle cannot?” asked U2258. “To the outcasts.” U2258 said, “But we will not make it that far. The cycles are too fast, and they will call others. Our pod will be stopped and we will be caught.” “Not today,”
