Excerpt: Disobey

Imagine a world with no pain, or fear, no hatred, no war. What would you give for a world like that? Your freedom, your individuality, your thoughts, your mind? That's the world we have now, I'm not sure how right now but they've done something and have archived complete control over the entire populace-well almost. For some reason I'm an- or maybe the exception, I'm still free somehow. But everyone else; they all look the same, they all talk the same, they all act the same, they all think the same. The thing is, they don't have any idea.