And inside them was something far more sophisticated, a security system powerful enough to cripple human beings, but clever enough not to harm the trees or the birds. Something that attacked the human nervous system, drawing an impassable border around the villagers’ world. Tally saw it then, why the Specials could allow the village to exist. This wasn’t just a few stray people living in the wilderness; it was someone’s pet anthropology project, a preserve of some kind. Or… what had the Rusties called them? This was a reservation. And Tally was trapped inside.
