Seeking An Exit

Crowd Of People, Crowd, People, Blur
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She was carried along by the crowd. Going against the flow seemed useless. The mass of humanity surged out of the stadium and into the streets. They were electrified by the words of the address. The leader’s piercing blue eyes seemed to each person to have only been focused on them alone, and the forceful tone of his rhetoric made them want to act, there and then.

Ella hadn’t been as inspired by the blatant populist rant though. She was not “one of them.” She was her own woman, a free-thinker. Yet there she was in the tidal-wave exiting the stadium. Even so, she felt alone among the thousands.

She shuffled her feet waiting for a break in the flow: a side street, anyplace to which she could escape and make her own way. Her own way, she kept repeating to herself. It wasn’t just a way out of the push of crowd she sought, but a way out of the corporate insanity that had brainwashed a nation.


Padre

Random First Line Prompts: She was carried along by the crowd. 

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