Time To Start The Rescue

Astrid

We all met downstairs. All our eyes on the silver and blue collar on the table. Libby had replicated as best she could. We can't know for sure if it's the same but she did well. The closer I got to the collar the weaker my abilities felt.

"Anyone want to wear it?" Shawn joked, trying to ease the tension.

We were all thinking. How bold the humans had gotten. How they were able to weaken us. How they were able to get away with putting us all in a camp and degrade us all by having us wear collars. Like we are dogs, their property. Not human beings at all. The anger stuck in my throat, burning hot.

" The collar is obviously a problem. They do seem to dampen our abilities the closer we get. I wouldn't say it's enough to cause major problems for us but we aren't sure if we will be able to get them off of everyone. Tracking will have to be kept off until we are able to take the collars off." I started.

"Can we k