On rare occasions, if a parent was white British but had mixed-race children, they were offered temporary citizenship away from the refugee camps on the island, but these were very rare occurrences indeed, since the island’s own population was also spiralling out of control, along with its dwindling food supply and resources.
Halfway through David's 12-hour shift, he took his lunch break in the staff cafeteria. He always opted to sit at a corner window table all by himself, eating a small lunch in complete and utter silence with only his own thoughts for company. Most of his work colleagues sat and talked amongst themselves, cheerfully and socially. David just didn't have the time or patience for anyone anymore. After everything that had happened to him this past year, more than anything he just wished to be left alone, to dwell upon his own musings in peace and quiet.
As he finished his lunch, David took a small silver lighter from his trouser pocket. Written upon the silver was the tiniest little engraving. A blink and you'd miss it, faint love heart with the initials D and A carefully engraved on the side.
Without consciously realising, David began flicking the lighter's steel lid, open and closed, over and over. He did this as he watched another large ferry, which had just recently docked into port, open its huge doors.
In a matter of minutes, hundreds of ex-UK citizens, from Indians and Africans to Pakistanis, Japanese and Chinese, even Polish, Spanish, Italians and Romanians, were all escorted out of the huge ferry by the waiting military guards.
The refugees were quickly led to dozens of waiting trucks that would eventually transport them to the processing camps on the other side of the island.
With dirty faces with tattered clothes, they looked utterly spent, exhausted and completely beaten down. Like a cattle herd of obedient zombies, they made their way to the trucks without the slightest fuss or questions asked.
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