Spies - 1-27-09

I realize these students are spies. Everyone in this building is a spy, and that includes these kids. They will report on me at the slightest provocation. There is no one I can trust, no one who is safe. I am in a war – for my reputation, for my sanity. I am a spy, too. I have no higher authority to report to – I was captured by the enemy and all knowledge of me was disavowed. I have no purpose in this mission, but that doesn’t change who I am. I am a spy infiltrating enemy territory. I will coo to these children, speak softly, and show no frustration. They will have nothing to report on me. My true feelings will not be betrayed. I am a spy among enemy spies, and as I have parachuted here on no directives beyond the order to come, I must simply survive, gather information while I reveal none.