Darling Terminal

Sick

She checked her ticket for the tenth time. Stop it! Yes, you have it. She wanted to start a new life without any recollections of the past.

The monitors showed line after line, sometimes too quickly for her to read. Good thing they also used the artificial voice system blaring out information. The flights went out one after the other. And then the system had a burnout moment.

Her flight was called out but to a different destination. She didn't care. That was her best decision ever. Many years later, she still remembered how he looked, standing at the terminal.

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(Pick Two: Mask, Pinprick, Out of sync, Grapes, Rose, Drive, Print, Darling, Terminal)

Flay

The Tower by Rebecca Bashly

Roam the land and watch them hanging from a branch, flayed alive by animals with a human face. Kneel. Show them you are inferior. Take a risk and play the game. They will smile and disrespect you. They shaved your head and made you walk naked. They will take your submission for granted. With time, they will believe you. They will get distracted. Then, you will strike back, smiling, holding a whip in each hand. They too will hang, and they'll struggle to breathe as you did. And they will die, swinging from that branch to never hurt anyone again.

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When the Lights Went Out

Roche

Late at night, no-one cared. A slow slumber took over and everyone was fast asleep quickly.

During the day, things collapsed. The lamps that had existed for several decades inside the underground survival units were vital. They illuminated every corridor, every room.

When the lights went out, Rachael desperately wanted to leave. They didn't let her. The air, the ground, you can't.

She managed to escape and went to the old hut in the middle of nowhere where she had grown up.

Only the ones who left the units survived.

When she flipped a switch again, she felt ridiculously alive.

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Power

La Cittá Perduta

Walk forward. Don't give up. Even when they say you are not worth it. Power. Even if they... Power... Pow...

The robot stopped its roaming and blabbering. We all stared at it, expecting it to return to life as unexpectedly as it had started to move and talk.

“Perhaps if we walk away and come back, it'll start again,” someone suggested.

But the robot didn't move when we all did that, its arms awkwardly stretched back. We shrugged and walked away. The museum was big enough.

The robot rotated its head slowly and reprogrammed the data in everyone's chips.

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