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Starry, Starry Night
“Siri, come look at this,” Sarah’s voice gently echoed through the almost empty room.
A tall, ethereal man in a dark suit dutifully turned towards her. He was refined and unbothered by the heat. He approached and processed the wall hanging.
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The Magician’s Assistant
Any slight-of-hand the Magician performed could never be achieved without Hali’s artful misdirection. She could bend light away from the trick, he used to tell her.
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Clone Alone
It was easy for her to keep a low profile, most of the time. A solitary, middle-aged female. No distinguishing characteristics. Minds her own business. What’s there to notice?
It guaranteed her the worst seats in the finest restaurants.
No one remembered her unremarkable visage when she shoplifted for sport.
And no one noticed that morning on the train when she inexplicably erupted into tears, when the heaviness got the best of her.
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Saltwater
They tore through the aquarium.
Clown fish! Boring!
Jellyfish! Scary!
Octopus! Can we get one?
They swerved in and out of the crowds of people, completing the 90-minute tour in 17 minutes.
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Spider
She was inexplicably awake and it was still dark outside. The big, hairy spider — almost the width of her bed — loomed over her on the bedroom ceiling.
It spoke to her telepathically, in a British accent, which sounded fake to her for some reason.
“I want you,” the Spider spoke, “to remember every embarrassing thing you’ve ever done since fifth grade.”
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Wasteland
After the accident, the entire area, for a 10-mile radius, was paved over in concrete, so the buildings looked semi submerged coming out of the ground. Even the dead bodies of the trapped locals were covered. Wasteland was an abandoned concrete tomb.
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