Blake was awaiting Notification of Trial. He had been moved from his private cell to a shared cell. Three other criminals were also waiting for their Notification - an older man in for Robocide, a Punk in for General Conduct Violations, and another Heretic - James Jameson.
"What are you looking at? Shouldn't you be shunning me?" Jameson sneered.
"Are heretics supposed to shun other heretics?"
"You're a heretic?" Jameson seemed surprised. "I had you figured for a military man."
"I am. Was. We'll see how this trial goes."
Jameson laughed, a snortle that chilled Blake's heart.
"What's so funny?"
"I think it's cute that you believe you have a chance of recovering from a heresy charge."
"Why? The Reverend-General gives everyone a fair hearing. That's part of our system."
"Let me ask you this, soldier. Have you ever heard of anyone being found innocent of heresy? Ever? Have you ever heard about anyone receiving their Reptions for false accusation? Ever seen someone be unshunned?"
Blake thought on this - no one had ever been unshunned, had they? As Jameson continued to giggle, a guard came to the door of their cell.
"Blakesly - you're up."
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