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Submitted to Contest #120
TW: Suicidal ideations A man stands on the roof of a seventy-story building. Don't worry about him falling, this is a simulation. Let’s start again. A man stands on the roof of a seventy-story building. He thinks about jumping, because he doesn’t know that a holographic platform will rise up to catch him in an instant. His job as a project manager is terrible, meandering. The half-assed attempts to become a sculptor have, understandably, led to nowhere. His wife is about to leave him and he wants to beat her to it. There’s a...
Submitted to Contest #70
“Sierra, open up!” she pleads, pounding at the door once, twice, five times. “I know you don’t have to work today.” The gentle autumn shower drips over her glasses, but she can still see a shadow make its way across the living room window. The door pulls back just as she starts pounding again, her fist falling through the open doorway. “God. Finley. What is it,” Sierra moans, and then squawks when Finley pushes her way inside. “She fucking escaped, Sierra, like fucking James Bond or something.” Finley uses her sleeve to wipe away...
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