Or wanted to stop. There was a weird bunch up of before and after that point. Like fabric getting mushed together. Most people jumped over it. Filling in the gaps with whatever made sense in some kind of continuation. That wasn't what happened though. A few minds stuck around and pressed up against the wall. This is their story...
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“Path Generator error 402. Target not found. Try again?” Time travel was never meant to be mainstream, but eventually it was. It too...
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Oily jazz staggered out of the club like a cutoff drunk, angry and directionless. The shadows around here had names. Lex was the dark sp...
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The robot had a few versions of how this encounter would go in it’s processor. It had crunched the simulation of the events, and determine...
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