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The following is the thought record of one Mark Edgar Mara in the hours preceding his Rebirth®, as recorded by the Knowledge Growth Battalion of the Never Sound…
The two of them were outside, Paul and Beth, and she was throwing away scratch-off tickets in the big dumpster that’s supposed to be for food waste only.…
I “You are not confined by the gates. They’re not there to lock you in. You’re free to leave at any time, at any age, for…
Part I Slice. The sound and feel exhilarated her. She stuck her fingers inside the wound she had just created and felt the soft warmth, the different…
Cell door opens quickly, silently, while a warning alarm blares, signifying the unlocking. Officer walks in; eighteen guards remain outside, watching, tranquilizers at the ready. Cell door silently…
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