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RA: SolitudeRA: Solitude4 years ago in Horror More Like This
A/N: I've heard of many people who quit this story while only reading halfway through. Please consider reading it to the end, no matter what feels will try to hold you back. Trust me, you won't regret it.
Characters: C. Snippy/Sniper & A. Gromov/Engineer & C. Hatchenson/Pilot & Captain
"The little things are immensely significant in a story.
The subtle details that register in our subconscious first and trigger our emotions,
just to leave us feeling overwhelmed, are what make it unforgettable."
A sting in the shoulder and another in the side of his leg tiny but effective and the sniper lost sentience over his body and collapsed.
Swirling colors of dark red and orange morphed into the flames of a furious conflagration raging on around him as
Charles snippy: TRANSFERENTRY: 377:Charles snippy: TRANSFER4 years ago in Personal More Like This
For several months of torture, the Directorate kept me in their offices, making me file paperwork on their "test subjects", all while I kept sending applications to the "Dead Zone tourism" branch, to get away from towering cubes of the Directorate, away from cities and transmitter towers that were slowly frying my brain.
Centuries of industrial pollution were inevitably changing the biosphere of our world and the Directorate knew it better than anyone, yet they did nothing to stop it, profit had to be maximized, production had to be increased, customers had to be satisfied. Holes in the ozone layer, irreversible changes in the atmosphere, radioactive fallout, wild-life mutations, the days growing darker and the sky turning black - none of this mattered to them.
These changes must have been so gradual that no single generation was able to protest it.
Everyone was happily, playfully, and joyfully ignoring the world outside o