The Wonder that Goes Bump in The Night_The A.I._Spacial market_Space cuisine
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The Wonder that Goes Bump in The Night
You finger the wrinkled note in your hand and scowl. The sound of its crinkles as you fold it is lost to the rain pattering your car roof. The sky is filled with white clouds, like a frothing mess of sea foam dragged into the sky. Sea foam. You let loose a bitter “ha!” You can't believe you left your home at the beach for this dump. Your car screeches to a slow crawl, pulling itself onto the gravel path of the Bleawood Manor. Not much of a manor anymore, you can see, but a shambled ruin of rotting wood and chipped stone. Sighing, you heave your bags out of your car. The styrofoam boxe...
The A.I.
Look at them, Dave thought.They were like animals, gathering around thewww.onedoor.cc water source. Scientists or not, it didn't matter. In this case, the office’s cooler and drinking machine provided nourishment, such as it was. Coffee was hard to come by in the year 2126 but there were substitutes to be had. Dave looked up at bright lights, the white walls. The office was blindingly clean, for dust could ruin the delicate machinery they worked with. He had hoped to slip by his coworkers but unfortunately, that was not to be."Dave," Sally called, coming up to him. She was short and blond, the facility's ma...
Spacial market
The mothership landed in the interplanetary market hangar of the galactic fourth-dimensional infraorbital planet, just two lunar corners away - from the third star system, where there used to be an old spacial market working there, every single day and night ting revolution - according to its sensors, of course, due to a prevention programm playing a key role on rescuing the survivors of the big explosion happened zillion light years ago, but which collateral effects were still being felt.The survivors of the explosion of a great quantum bomb, which destroyed this planet - explained the offic...
Space cuisine
Lilly needed more medicine, in fact a better medicine that could save her dying mother, no twelve-year-old girl should watch cancer slowly take a woman from this earth. Many doctors from England and America had tried their best to save Ceilia’s life but time was running out and Lilly had to find another way. Most nights she’d pray for help. Kissing her sleeping mother goodbye, Lilly stepped out of their house and into a cold morning in London, the sky was as blue as her eyes and the sun shone its golden hue upon her face. One particular ray of light seemed to flicker like a beacon, beckoning...