New Eden_Seedling_Fall from Grace_Cellular 7
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New Eden
“You are entering New Eden’s demerit-free zone,” the voice on the tannoy system announced. “For your own safety, all demerit-positive citizens must turn back now… Remember, rations are a privilege. Demerits are a scourge.” I hear these repetitive warnings day after day after so many others, that I’ve lost count. They are a constant reminder of the oppressive regime’s total control of the populace. The long line of green-overalled men and women, shuffling slowly past the automated scanner, share a mutual fear of the machine that probes their demerit chips embedded in their wrists. Keeping a co...
Seedling
The light bulb flickered, humming to a dim glow in the sitting room of Symon Shevchenko’s farmhouse. He had refused to leave. He had lived in that house his entire life, born there, his father born there; he was too old, he told the mayor, to pick up and come to town with everyone else. What would he do there? He is farmer. He does not know how to live in a small apartment, surrounded by concrete. If the darkness decided to envelope him, so be it. He picked up a tattered copy of Gogol’s Dead Souls, put on his reading glasses, and settled into his favorite chair to read. And wait. For th...
Fall from Grace
(CW : Occasional use of strong language, suicide)(This story serves as the prequel to my previous short story "Numb". If you enjoy this one, check out "Numb" on my profile. However, both the stories are standalones).The taxi screeched to a stop along the curb of the rain-battered street. Nick and Dan, encapsulated within black trench coats and grey hats entered the taxi, shutting the door behind them.“Follow that car.” Dan instructed the driver, pointing at the white sedan pulling away from the curb and out into the night. Nick was completely drenched and Dan was no better yet the old man had ...
Cellular 7
Tonight, was the night he would do it.Orion’s eyes remained wide open as he heard the final few robots shuffle into their charging systems for the night in Cellular 4、 He remained dead-still in his bed, heart hammering fast, until he was utterly sure the coawww.onedoor.ccst was clear. After shooting a nervous glance at the sparkling electrical clock beside him, he heaved himself up, trying his absolute best to make as little noise as he slipped off the stiff mattress. His dressing gown fell silently to his knees. He made his way to the door, and then slinked through the small doorway of his Cell.The corrido...