Agh! Another fingernail.
Warm blood. Scrabbling at this fucking lid.
How am I here?
Thoughts. Goddamn useless. Who cares!
No. Really. How the fuck did I get here.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME. PRIORITIES.
Who did this?
The Pope.
How is antagonizing us helpful?
...
Fuck. I can't breathe I can't move. Ughhaggh! Aggghhhhh!
Agreed. Can we reach our wallet?
What?
Our Tachyon Laser.
What the fuck is a tachyon laser?
Funny.
No, really, I have no idea what you're talking about.
"You"? You is me. Us.
What's our name?
Same time.
Charlene/Will.
Fuck.
Whose body am I in?
About the Creator
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The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
It is scary when they(sci fi folks) get it mixed up lol 😊 Well done 😊
This was an intriguing and fun little read. I also had to come back to it, and unbox it some more (see what I did there? lol) At first it reminded me of Buried, a film with Ryan Reynolds about a guy that gets buried alive and it all takes place within the box, then it just switched a lot. I still don't really know what the fuck is going on in it, but that's the beauty of it. Great job!
I'm spending some time chewing on this piece... I actually read this before bed last night and had a dream about reincarnation. This one has me spinning, Tony.