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Submitted to Contest #65
Most of the world has stopped believing altogether by now, and stop practicing, and stopped following dogmatic rules, so I don’t think anybody’s gone to heaven in quite a while. Thanks possibly to my study of theology, I was just barely good enough to get into their purgatory. Nobody on Earth really knew what purgatory was, though. They explained the rules to me, though. I am sent to earth, in a ghostly form. I have no physical body. I move through things, nobody can sense me, except for a cold sensation when my spectral form intersects the...
Submitted to Contest #64
On the tenth day of the first month of the two-hundredth year after the launch of the Googol Space Colony, my brother James and I stood in one of its clothing stores near its port and stern side. I looked over the racks of clothes, which were all so blandly similar: full-body, skin-tight space suits, each sporting a solid, pastel color only broken up by the ugly metal collar around the neck that served as ...
Submitted to Contest #60
This isn’t a normal apocalyptic scenario. We spent years preparing for zombies, robots, aliens etc. We don’t even know what this is though. Every so often, we see a mass of people, mostly teenagers and young adults with very view older people, just walking in straight lines. They have no expression on their face. No intent. They appeared to be in a trance. Some skip, some run, some walk backwards, but always in a straight line, never turning. When they reach a building or structure that blocks ...
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