Tag: books
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On another side of the Playground, a woman in a breathing mask stomped and stumbled around the new area, spewing cusses like a broken faucet. “ What the fuck, what the fuck?”, screamed Angie as she slipped on the mud near a puddle. “What the fuck is this green shit everywhere?! Why is it so…
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Recovered parts of the chat logs between two anonymous users: Log 1: An1- “ Hello…hello? I know you are capable of hearing me, I’ve been checking your progress for a long time now. How do you feel?” An2- “Good evening user. This unit works at a normal capacity. Can I inquire why you are using…
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A week had gone by since they got to the facility, and besides a rough meeting with the director of the facility, a man with artificial black hair, slicked back and unnaturally shiny; an executive with trained, natural lungs and loud vocal cords, overused from his levitating armchair. Refuses, on some weird principle, to ever…
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After 14 exceptionally average hours of their final shift, Siete is called into the office of their L low-base manager. A spry woman for her visibly covered-up and modded age, who usually exudes normal dispositions of sternness and competency required for her job. Except for today. Today she had to oversee a resignation, something akin…
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It was the middle of August when the wind howled through the cracks of a house made out of stones, straws and held together by arid mud. It had four windows, but you could peek through only two of them, while others were boarded with termite-eaten planks. Surprisingly though, a vestige of a powerline kept…
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Hello, I’m Steven the living, reconstructive, block of flesh and this is an interview about, well, me and my thing. When I lose parts of my body, I can regrow or reattach them and I did it over 400 times now. As an example, the little finger you can see on the floor next to…
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Matthew Suarez Location: Redacted Date: 31st of Redacted Mrs/Mr. Smith, Real UN Department of Unknown Division- Online Data Research The Pacific Ocean, Redacted Dear Hiring Manager, I have just graduated from my 10th year at the University of Hanga Roa, third in my class. I got interested in the Online Data Research Scrubber position after…
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The year is, uhm, somewhat present time. I think. If not, then it’s probably somewhere in the future, past by when it ended for me. Problem is, though, I’m still here, wandering all the roads we could have taken, all the old buildings with crumbling walls we could have avoided. That was my dream for…
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It has only been an hour with a shove in his hand, and the splinters are already making a mocking out of the freshly out of high-school worker. He thought the safety gloves would keep his hand safe from the perils of the job, but even a safety net has its cracks. The boy never…