Alien Jungle
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It was known in the media as The Slaughter of the Headsmen Gang. She didn’t dwell on it so much anymore, pushed it to the back of her mind. But she never forgave herself. She always thought she should be punished somehow.
If she were to go home, there would be retribution. The surviving gang members knew what she had done, and although legally she was cleared of any wrongdoing, she was certain they would kill her.
She picked up her cup. It was cold. She pushed it away in disgust, then gazed across the busy cafeteria.
From several tables away, a boy stared at her. Impani lifted her chin and stared back. She was used to male attention, often used it to her advantage. However, this boy’s stare was more appraising than most. He looked younger than her—fifteen or maybe just turned sixteen. He was bald, as were all Scouts.
She hadn’t seen him before. Must be a new recruit. She should walk over and introduce herself; that usually embarrassed them enough to keep their stares to themselves. Yet, there was something odd about this boy.
Something about his eyes.