Dystopiana
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A loud hissing noise filled the air as massive metal double doors were unlocked and the vacuum seal released. The taller man turned to the shorter one, motioning towards the entry with a gloved hand as the dimmed lights went up. A vast immaculate interior revealed seemingly endless rows of hospital beds containing bodies. Neat
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The small car sputtered and hissed, then suddenly lurched forward before coming to a full stop. A cloud of black smoke and acrid fumes blew out from under the hood, encapsulating everything in sight. Flames began to emerge and without warning, the vehicle exploded in a massive fireball. Just minutes before, the streamlined sports car
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I’ve gone from composed to compost. I am gradually disintegrating, degrading, degenerating, decomposing, and deteriorating. It’s all alchemy, as my body, mind, soul and spirit melt into a pile of seemingly insignificant slurry. Waiting until the dormant phase is over, I’m dissolving like a caterpillar into an amorphous swirling liquid. Over time, the sludge will
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In an idyllic future, the dystopian past returns to the surface, disrupting the community and testing the fortitude of a young man.
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A parable about giving power to the wrong people, how they abuse it, and what the consequences are in the end.
Lost Art of Mystery 