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In October 2059 Kavya’s grandmother stood twelve hours in the Referendum queue, read all forty pages of the charter on a cracked phone, and pressed Decline. Within the month she lost her ration registration.

For six years the power tap under Kavya’s courtyard sat below the threshold. On the night a Grid Handler stays two hours, the light inside the junction box is green. Nothing is broken. It has been throttled from outside.

In July 2057 a child died ninety metres from the drug that would have saved her, because the log was a book in a locked drawer. Sanyal has not lost a child to a supply failure in twenty-two years.

Forty-one households stopped filing their weekly consumption logs in the same week, and none of them had talked to the others. This month Samar saw the first asterisk on the Forecast’s confidence figures in four years.