Jolene and April entered an underground office of ‘The Transporters.’

“You’re here to migrate?” asked a guard.

“Yes, ‘The Faithful’ police have a warrant for us,” said Jolene.

“I see, and your credentials?”

“I have a Ph.D. in cosmology, and April has one in chemistry.”

“You questioned them, didn’t you?” The guard raised an eyebrow.

“How did you know?” asked April.

“It’s the most common story … they despise evolutionists.”

“Will you allow us in?” asked Jolene.

“Ever since the West Coast-Canadian unification, we’ve got plenty of room. But I must warn you, once you enter, there’s no turning back.”