There were five dead. Oshujon told me they were bad people, he said they'd done things to those in the poor parts of town and this was what they deserved. I didn't know if that was true, but Oshujon was convinced of it and that was enough for me. We displayed them on boards, their crimes above their heads, he told me this was to warn others. Made sense, we did the same thing to the machines in the war if only to warn people about the dangers of them.
The people of course did not react kindly. There was panic, there was fear, but ultimately I think this was for the best. They now realized preying on others came at a cost, and that cost would be their life (or limb, Oshujon said not all crimes would be death, we could take a limb). To me though, the people should have been thankful, justice was not being carried out, and then it was. The five were a sign, we were there to right some wrongs.
"When will they learn?"I asked Oshujon as we left the slums.
"In time, justice when denied long enough people lose hope. We will give them hope, and we will make the bad people fear us, you just have to be patient."
Of course the first bad people who feared us were the actual authorities who were tipped off by the people in the slums. I tell you, you give people justice and then they get you arrested. THERE IS NO JUSTICE!
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