Part II-Section X

That ******* traitor! Forgive me for the language. Mr. Charrington ratted Julia and me out to the thought police. As I write this, I am in the back of a moving military truck, with stuffy air and no light. I am pissed as hell right now, pissed at Mr. Charrington, pissed at Big Brother, and pissed at myself. I am utterly disappointed that I let my guard down and the small moments I was defenseless, I let someone take advantage of me. I feel heavily guilty that I also brought Julia into this mess. Now all I can do is hope I am not killed or can escape some way. Currently, I am no smarter than a prole. If I were actually intelligent, I would not have been caught for being a part of the Brotherhood before I was officially in it. For the first time since my childhood, I am scared of what is about to happen to me, and more importantly, what is about to happen to my relationship with Julia. Fingers crossed.