Bright. Colors. Screaming. Loud. Whoa... Echoes. Huge. Ceiling. Kids. Running. Museum. Exhibits. Learning. Discoveries. Experiments. Electricity. Light. Anatomy. Weather. History. Hallways. Stairs. Arrows.
A man. He's wearing the logo. Standing. Talking.
A group of people. Listening. Also talking.
Anatomy. Exhibit. New. Hamster wheel?
Human sized! Man. Inside. Running. Whoa...
The wheel whirls around him. Screens monitor his pulse. Breathing rate.
Magnificent display... Human endurance... Power of... The words fade out.
There's a girl. Staring. Something about her expression draws me.
I step closer. Then I realize why. Shes in a wheelchair. Her own legs are useless, shriveled, balancing on the footrests of the chair. She seems to have no intention of leaving, having planted herself directly behind the hamster wheel, instead of in front, with the rest of the crowd.
She stares at the running man with a harsh intensity. Her forehead furrows, in an angry, determined sort of way, but her eyes light up with something different. Hope.
Girl. Staring. Hope. Hopeful. Running. Entranced.
Hope.
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