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Submitted to Contest #67
My alarm clock chimed and shook on my nightstand. I threw my hand over to silence it. I had woken up approximately 30 seconds before my alarm, my body was used to waking up at this time on grocery day. I opened my blinds and was met with the purple haze outside. It was November 9th, 2082, meaning 945 days since my planet ran out of air. We all knew it would happen sooner or later. Scientists had predicted we'd run out of air in 2072, so I'd consider us lucky. Everything here thrives on neon, one of the last planets of our kind. Our planet ha...
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