We've lost most of our senses. We can't stare too long.

We can't say smart

things. We've lost most of our technology. We can't wear glasses for fear of
looking smart. We are only allowed access to a heavily monitored 'internet'
that's a far cry from it's old decentralized self.
For those of us that remember, it's a global version of the Cambodian genocide
from the 1970's. The leaders fear a rebellion of the people and keep their tight
hold on the world by executing the people who even have a whiff of smartness
about them. They started by executing the leaders of the secret mass
surveillance programs once the software was sophisticated enough. Technically
that was legal, since the leaders of that mass surveillance program didn't 'exist'
and had been abusing their power of illegal information gathering for nearly
seven decades.
I'm the leader of the resistance, but we are failing fast. The cruel people we now
have as leaders have developed software that project an infants IQ from birth.
Most don't make it out of the hospital. The mothers are killed too, since they've
proven they are capable of carrying a high IQ baby to term.
I also met a girl. Some nagging feeling in my gut tells me that she's hiding it too.
Smarts that is. Her eyes focus too sharply, too intelligently. I keep wracking my
brains on how to communicate, but I'm growing tired. Part of me doesn't even
care anymore. We are losing a battle we cannot possibly win. Who would it hurt
to just settle down with a gorgeous girl and live out my life in ignorance of the
terrible pain all around me? Could I even do it without feeling like a cut up dirt
bag?
I absently started typing on her thigh, just like I do on my old QWERTY
keyboard where my Tor relay is setup. She grows deathly still and slowly turns
towards me, putting her hand on my thigh as well. Slowly her fingers type out a
sentence that leaps into my mind like a whip:

"My name is actually Sam. My people have been hibernating in hopes that your
technology would advance, but we waited too long and can't communicate with
our old contacts. We want to bring down the regime, can you help?"