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The world wasn’t always like this. I watch from my apartment window as masked Enforcers pin a screaming woman to the ground. She writhes as an Enforcer places a knee on her neck. Her hair is in tangles and poorly kept, her clothes are torn abs stained, clearly, she’s Lowest Class or gotten out of the Sewers. Other citizens on the street are glued to their communicators, they mindlessly walk past the woman screaming, too busy checking the Network, sports scores or who was sent

January 5351 The Jollic Galaxy AJ The Interstellar P4 Transport ship flew through space, thousands of stars passed by in the distance. AJ had been on the ship for almost five days. She was in a private room at the top of the ship in the Sergeants quarters. She sat at a desk and looked over documents, an overview of the planet she was assigned and files of potential team members. She was headed to an Intergalactic Exploration Force Base on the planet Shrendder-X9. She was aske

Murdelicious Pod The Cases are cold, but the food is hot Episode 047: Below the Surface, Part One: Sherry Episode Description: Welcome to season three! Today we are returning to Minnesota, but instead of the great north woods of season one, we will be venturing to the Twin Cities, not far from where Stacie and Emilia grew up. Stacie has been researching and sitting on this case for almost a year. Six deaths. Three neighboring suburbs northwest of Minneapolis. Over the span of

June 23rd, 1994 To who cares, No, To my parents, No, To whoever finds this letter, I don’t know how to start, I don’t even know what to say, so I guess I’ll just write because in all the movies I’ve seen and books I’ve read, when people kill themselves, they leave a note. I can’t take it anymore, I can’t live with the embarrassment of being used like a toy, like being tossed aside for a “fresher” model, I thought we had something, I thought I was different than the others he

Well, it happened again. Kicked out of another adventuring group. I take out a parchment scroll from my pack and unravel it. A list of adventuring parties I’ve joined and subsequently been removed from after one blunder or another. I mumble an incantation and move my finger across the fourteenth on the list, Morkan and the half-orcs. So long Morkan, it’s not my fault the spell backfired, well, maybe it’s partially my fault, but how was I supposed to know that you didn’t want