Clippy had only taken a few steps toward the door when we heard a wave of modem sounds rolling toward us. She froze on the spot, turned, and, with a panic-stricken voice, yelled, ‘RUN!’
She was already three bounces in the opposite direction when I heard the Department doors burst open. Female voices announced, “We are here to rescue the children.”
It was chaos; new uploads and their children surged toward us, while relief washed over the faces of the attendants as protective metal shutters closed in front of them with a succession of thunks.
I hurried after Clippy as she bounced into a fire escape.
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