Fifty Nine Hudson Street_Variables_SHOWDOWN INTERRUPTED_Simulation
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Fifty Nine Hudson Street
Hudson Street was a quiet and cosy street on the day that Steve found himself stood outside number Fifty Nine which was his parents' house and that was where he had found himself for the first time in years, feeling anxious and reluctant to go inside. He looked around and noticed that all seemed calm and nobody seemed to be around. The sky was blue with a friendly cluster of fluffy white clouds. He couldn’t remember ever seen such a calm and perfect day ever when he had been living there. All he could recall was rain, commotion and more rain but on that day everything seemed perfect. Too Perfe...
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‘Do you believe in aliens?’ Lix asked.‘What are you talking about? Of course I do! We’re aliens!’ Phaz shot back.‘How do you figure?’‘If we’re on a different planet, then we are the aliens.’ Lix ponders this, rubbing his three-fingered hands together for a moment before responding.‘I’m not sure that’s how it works. We’re not even on a planet. Besides, I think you need to have, like, tentacles or something.’‘You’ve been watching too many human movies.’‘Are humans aliens?’‘To us, I suppose they are.’‘But they don’t have tentacles. Unless you count, you know…’‘I’m done talking to you.’ Phaz snaps...
SHOWDOWN INTERRUPTED
Messengwww.onedoor.ccer angels and demons throughout Heaven and Hell had begun spreading the word about an upcoming event that would determine, once and for all, the fate of the world. The polarization of life forms had proven to be a disastrous experiment. God and Satan had watched from their respective vantages and come to the same conclusion. The mortal realm simply could not figure things out on their own and it was time for drastic measures before Planet Earth was reduced to a fading memory, a blip on the radar of what once was.The two sides had agreed on terms. They would meet somewhere in the middle,...
Simulation
I don’t feel as though I was particularly cautious the afternoon that I met him. It was a hot afternoon; one of those afternoons with the sun beating down on you, sweat drenched clothes clinging to your skin. I’d been walking for over an hour, following what I had hoped were deer tracks as you do when your stomach grumbles and howls, begging for something, anything, to sustain it. Food became my number one obsession and deer became my next target. In this new world I’d created, real food had to be hunted. Leaves crunched and twigs snapped beneath my feet with every step I took deeper into the ...