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Submitted to Contest #262
TRIGGER WARNING: DYSTOPIANToday is the hottest day recorded on earth. Just like yesterday. Each day the heat crawls higher and higher—its record almost a straight line up from the ground to the sun. Stan is sick of it. He’s tired of wearing his cooling suit. He’s tired of mostly staying indoors. He’s tired of living most of his life at night. He’s tired of his stupid job, coaxing ad campaigns out of petulant AIs. Ugh.Stan sits down on the sidewalk and the people, in their cooling suits, flow around him. He sees a few eyes, glancing at him a ...
Submitted to Contest #260
Sam jumped in his seat, as his phone blared at him, “Danger, tornado warning. Take shelter.” Really? He got up and went to the window and pulled the heavy curtain back and peered outside. It was pretty dark for only 3PM. It did look very blustery out there: rain was pelting down and the wind was whipping the trees around. But a tornado? Hmmm. He wasn’t particularly worried. I mean, what were the odds, right?He went upstairs and looked out the window in the guest bedroom. He turned out the overhead light to reduce the reflection on the window...
Shortlisted for Contest #259 ⭐️
“Happy Monday everyone,” Suzanne burbled. Emma used a good deal of restraint and avoided rolling her eyes. A small victory. Her poker face was getting better. “Now, everyone got the agenda. So first up, we have some housekeeping items. First, congratulations to Melinda, on her six-year work anniversary!”Emma dutifully hit the applause reaction button. Then the “celebration” reaction button. Then, finally, the “heart” reaction button. She watched as everyone else hit various reaction buttons. Poor Melinda. Six years was a long tim...
Submitted to Contest #258
As he transferred the paper into the final chemical bath, Edmund held his breath for a moment. He thought about what it could mean, if he had actually managed to capture a photo of the strange creature he had been seeing in his peripheral vision for so long.Firstly, it would mean that he wasn't going mad. He pushed his held breath out past his lips. That would be a large measure of relief, even though he had told himself over and over that he had very definitely witnessed it affecting items; it knocked over a bowl on the kitchen counter, and...
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