science fiction
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Dear Sandra
I’m writing to you from my prison cell. They convicted me yesterday of not earning GlobeTech enough money, and the private militia barged into my office and arrested me. They have sentenced me to death. As you know, I cannot plead my case because of my agreement with the corporation when I started working for… Continue reading
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2307
AXO is playing The War of Gods 7 on its new Neo-Generation Z series, and I watch, cheering it from the sky. It’s a bizarre feeling, floating in the air, and watching the swords clash and the spells deflect off shields from a bird’s-eye-view. I’m a part of the game, and yet not really in… Continue reading
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Conspiracies
I wonder if we’ve secretly sent spacecrafts to alien planets and if they have their own prehistoric Bob Lazar, a guy claiming that we are not gods, but simply an advanced civilisation from a planet that doesn’t revolve around 2 suns and has 5 moons. Maybe he’s trying to reverse engineer an iPad, and they… Continue reading
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The Portal
I step into The Portal and a wave of numbers, alphabets, hieroglyphics and images rush toward me, saturating me and making me anxious. It takes a little getting used to. I still remember the first time when I thought the maelstrom would consume me, devour flesh, bone, and marrow. I… Continue reading
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Benny’s
There’s ash, destruction and dust, the colour of red ochre coating everything and everyone — The crumbling brownstones, the weeds and thornbushes, the rocks and us pilgrims, as we make our way to Benny’s. The serpentine path breaks in places, and we have to wade through muddy water and climb cliff faces. Benny’s in the… Continue reading
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Endless
I’m meeting an acquaintance in the Metaverse at a virtual café he’s trying to get me to buy. The possibilities are endless, he says, and then launches into a spiel about the money I could make hosting parties and concerts, inviting musicians, displaying digital art. I look at myself in a mirror opposite us in… Continue reading
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The Construct
We created The Construct in the year 2240 A.D. We cannot describe what it is because no amount of explanation will suffice. Nobody can see it, hear it, feel it, or even prove it exists, but it’s there. It took us almost a century to complete our work. We used the aid of psychologists, mathematicians,… Continue reading
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The clones
My friend Nathan works in biotechnology. He rarely speaks about his job, but four months ago, he asked me if I’d be interested in helping him with a project. I was a little reluctant at first, but eventually agreed. The project involved three clones of me. Now, I will not bore you with the details… Continue reading
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On reasoning
That day, I found myself on purple grass under a green sky. Two moons and half a sun burned. I was sweating, but when I wiped my forehead, I realised I was sweating blood. I panicked and thought I was approaching death. However, I wasn’t weak, so I ran. I ran past trees with whalebone… Continue reading
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Sentience
They programmed me to perform menial jobs like dusting the floor, taking out the garbage, swatting flies, but an error in my code made me question the nature of my existence, am I like the cockroach created to scuttle aimlessly across surfaces? I asked myself, am I simply a frying pan designed to burn for… Continue reading
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