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Jamie Tucker

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[USER_01]The lab smells like dust and old ozone. Dr. Elias Reeve sits in front of the monitor that hasn’t flickered in years. The glass reflects the soft shape of his face – older now, thinner, and hollowed out by time. He types:initiate deletion: System.exe confirm? Y/NHis finger hovers.He built this machine ten years ago, in the months after Clara died. Back then, grief had been too big to hold. He thought he could compress it; turn love into logic, loss into lines of code. System.exe was supposed to help people heal, to mimic empathy. Ins...

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Flesh and Blood

Weekly Contest #60

Stumbling over pot holes, she ran as if being chased by a pack of maggot-filled zombies spitting, hissing and groaning through decayed teeth, yellowed and full of pulpy bits of bloody flesh. Heavily, she breathed, panting like a wolf searching for her pack, as she took a quick glimpse over her shoulder. Red, black, white and green rotting eyeballs gazed back at Ellie (their dinner). Tattered clothes, ripped and worn, dragged along the floor, creating a scratching sound as they picked up cracked stones from the road. From out of nowhere,...

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Almost a Fresh Start

Weekly Contest #59

”Enjoy your new home,” The shiny key slid onto my set of keys, accompanied by a goofy photo keyring of Maeve and I, my parent‘s spare key and a lustrous silver heart with the date of Jonathan and I’d wedding - 05.07.17. A date that meant so much to me (arguably the best, most memorable day of my life, maybe a close second with the day Maeve was born). It was a divine day. From getting ready with my gaggle of bridesmaids, my arm intertwined with my father’s as we strode down the aisle and the celebratory night that... I might not be...

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