Youre supposed to be the big boss.Sam said nothing. The crowd hushed, ready to watch this one-on-one confrontation.Youre the big boss of the freaks, Zil yelled. But you cant do anything. You can shoot laser beams out of your hands, but you cant get enough food, and you cant keep the power on, and you wont do anything about that murderer Hunter, who killed my best friend. He paused to fill his lungs for a final, furious cry. You shouldnt be in charge.You want to be in charge, Zil? Last night you were running around trying to get a lynch mob together. And lets not even pretend that wasnt you responsible for graffiti I saw driving into town just now.So what? Zil demanded. So what? So I said what everyone who isnt a freak is thinking.He spit the word freak, making it an insult, making it an accusation.You really think what we need right now is to divide up between freaks and normals? Sam asked. You figure that will get the lights turned back on? That will put food on peoples tables?

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