The evacuation count was beautifully written.
Valen distrusted it before he knew why.
The registrar had ruled the columns neatly. Eligible residents. Assigned movement group. Receiving space. The transport allocation matched the number at the bottom with no awkward remainder.
Beyond the registration table, six people waited outside a house that did not appear on the list.
Valen looked from them to the current flood map.
The house appeared there.
“Who lives behind the blue door?” he asked.
The registrar checked the eligibility column.
