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Weekly Contest #263
“You bring me here against my will, tie me to this incredibly uncomfortable chair, and now you expect me to help you?” Cressa spat, staring at Gidget with a look of complete bewilderment. “To be fair, this is the only chair I had.” Gidget shrugged and sat on the floor in front of her, crossing her legs as though she was readying herself for a story time in school. “But what else was I supposed to do?” Gidget threw her hands up, baffled. “You ignored all of my notes, all of my calls, and every single one of my attempts to contact you.” “Don't...
Weekly Contest #262
Containment breach…Containment breach…Seal all doors… The sirens above blared incessantly. I backed away from my door, person after person flying by the little plate glass window set into it. It was like a tiny movie, each character falling deeper into madness as the monotone voice overhead screeched at them over and over and over… Lockdown initiated…Starting cooling sequence…In 3, 2, 1… Then the already frigid air around me cooled even more, making my fingers and toes tingle. Oh joy. I let out a sigh and sunk down onto my bed, wrapping the ...
Weekly Contest #260
One, Two, Three… I counted slowly. Methodically. Four, five, and six… I switched my deodorant over to my right arm and began again, counting until six perfect swipes of the lavender scented stick were plastered onto my skin. That’s the way we do it here: slow, methodical. Perfect. Terralan has always been that way, for as long as I can remember. Everyone and everything in their places. No mistakes. No slip ups. As if we could afford to, not after the Blight. I was so young when it happened, but Mama and Papa remember it vividly, at lea...
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