Sunday, November 1, 2026

Office

 

Mother Road - Mirage Motel 66 


Step into my office, my lovely. Join us, join us... join us... join... The words lulled her mind. His voice softer and softer, almost a whisper. His office was the table by the window at the local diner. Somehow, he had found the most remote community in the middle of the desert. Nothing but dust and lizards. Oh, and the things too, a half-breed of zombified entities the aliens had left behind. They are lizards, he said, right before the lulling echo. She protested. Lizards or zombies? The last thing she heard was... we have died and so will you.
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