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“Why is Holly taking so long, I wonder?” the girl asked, raising a puzzled finger to her chin. Holly was still lying in the pod, bravely staring at her new reflection in the hatch's mirrored surface. Gazing at her brightly lit eyes and expressive, synthetic face, Holly felt her robotic heart tap faster as the whirring pod powered down. Sydney Croft Is Banned For Life The ashen-colored robot girl smiled at the fruits of her efforts. She jumped a little and clapped her hands in excitement. The three conversion pods were hooked up and whirring away. Each pod was shaped and sized like an old Mercury space capsule. Their shiny chrome exteriors looked adorably retro. Each pod weighed 1,200 pounds and the robot girl had carried them into the convention building herself, one at a time, triumphantly hoisted over her head. The staff complained, but she was a famed interstellar diplomat for a reason. Her girlish, wholesome charm quickly won them over. She eagerly looked at the

The Agony of a Schizophrenic By J.C. Solis I feel this pain I suffer so A profound pain that’s deep inside It is a scream, a call, a voice Where My fears and troubles reside It is a sound of shrill terror The sound within these rattling chains It brings a feeling of sheer dread An omen of this coming pain (“aaaaaaahh!”) There is still strength deep in My heart That shields me from falling to fright For this defense bolsters My mind From the creatures beyond My sight There is this power in My heart That carries Me past this dark strain And from this strength through agony Will Courage guide Me by the reins But the screams I hear in the dark Tell the tale of a million years (“AAAaaaaaah!”) A primal woe that’s in us all The terror that is coming near It is these screams now deep inside That fills a man like Me with woe It is a yell, a shriek, a moan Within a place I wish not go For madness and Insanity Will make you see what is not there Despite how empty the room is Despite