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The World That Was

This isn’t a sneak peak at anything from the Technophobia universe, just a little vignette in an experimental format. These 1000 words contain the following prompts:
Chuck Wendig at Terribleminds
Linda Hill at Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS
Julie Duffy at Write On Wednesday
Bree Salyer at #FFC2018

I think that I always knew that I was different. I wasn’t like other adults that I knew. I know, it’s not something you expect someone to admit. Most people will tell you that they weren’t like other children. Me, I’m not like other adults. I’ve tried time and again to figure it out, but it always eluded me. It’s like a scene from a… Well, this is going to shock you. I can trust you, can’t I? It’s like a scene from a book, but a book that I’ve never read. Right, no one reads books, except… I see the realization behind your eyes. Yes, I’m a librarian. You know, in the world that was, that word had a completely different meaning.

There are lots of words that existed once before, but are lost to the decay. “Gun” is one of those words. The easiest way to explain it is that that we used chemicals to launch a piece of metal at mind-staggering speeds. Right? Something like that up here? It would kill us all. Don’t look at me like that. It was an occurrence all too common in the worlds that was. People then weren’t confined to metal and plastic. They experienced endless vistas of sky and rock. So beautiful…

That’s, um. Well… That’s not to say that we don’t have beauty up here. I’ve sat for hours in the ring. Just watching. The black field with so so many points of light. Then she presents herself. The ancient Greeks called her Gaea. The equally ancient Romans called her Terra. I can only imagine what those ancient peoples saw when they looked up at the sky. But Gaea, or Terra, is just so sad now. I’ve seen images of her in books. Blue waters, green landmass, and puffy clouds of white.

What? I told you I’m a librarian. I go down to the surface all the time. Remember? I’m different from other adults. If I make you uncomfortable, you can leave. I know that you didn’t know who you were going to meet. No? Okay. Where was I? Oh, yes, the world that was. Right, how we killed Terra. Right, or Gaea. Well, those chemicals that fired hunks of metal at incredulous speeds? We kept making them bigger and faster. More chemicals, refined and shaped hunks of metal. And the chemicals? Explosions that could destroy great swaths of land and everyone on it. You can imagine, we almost caused our own extinction. We ravaged her, you know. We ravaged each other. We became so obsessed with how to hurt one another…
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Ghostly Reason

In my effort to not work on 16Sunsets at all, I’m giving you another 1042 words for Technophobia. I’ve incorporated prompts from The Victorious Writer, Terrible Minds, and Sunday Scribblings 2.

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“The last time I felt this way, I…” Amanda looked away from the video screen.

“Amanda, I need you to face the screen,” a disembodied voice droned on from the screen.

“I’m sorry.” Amanda forced a smile and faced the screen, but she just wasn’t in the right headspace for her… Deception? She thought.

“You were saying about the last time you felt this?”

“Yes, well…” Amanda stammered. “That’s the thing, I think I’ve felt this way in the past, but when I try to summon the memory, I get dizzy.”

“That is odd. My remote scan hasn’t turned up anything untoward. Do you want to come in for more detailed observation?”

Amanda tilted her head and forced a bigger smile. “No, I need to get to work, I’m meeting my new assistant today.”

“What happened to Josef?”

Amanda blinked. “Who?”

There was a brief pause, followed by, “Sorry, I had the wrong file open. Come see me when you have the chance.”

The screen went dark, the connection terminated. Amanda allowed her façade to disappear. She wanted her practitioner to focus on her physical health, not mental.

Josef? She thought. Why does that name make my heart race?

Amanda looked around her apartment. She felt slightly out of place. Her things were there and in their proper places. She moved with purpose to the heating unit at the foot of her bed. She felt around the frame until she came across a loose screw. Turning the screw, a portion of the frame came loose and she held it up with her other hand and reached inside the machine. When her fingers reached the intended target, she pulled it out and put it in her lap.
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#FFC52 It’s Wednesday, so another prompt from TiV and her stylish header. I finished at 499 words. You also might want to look at this.

“Do you notice anything different about me?”

“What do you mean, Amanda?”

“I don’t know. I had a bizarre dream, but when I woke up, I seem to have lost it all. Something feels off.”

“It’s probably nothing. I’ve been your assistant for a long time. You’re the best librarian I’ve ever worked for.”

Amanda smiled. “Come on, Josef, we’ve got work to do.”

Amanda and Josef parked their company vehicle as close to the library doors as possible. There were people who would stop at nothing to capture the two of them.

The doors creaked as Josef pushed the heavy oaken doors. “I’ll wait here.” He said. “You get your read on.”

Amanda smiled, picked up the closest book and began to read. She consumed the text as if it were life giving water and she was dying of thirst. She’d loved books for as long as she could remember her job as a librarian fulfilled that desire. One book after another, she read. Josef kept a respectful distance, only making his presence known when Amanda needed another book. Amanda read through lunch and still had only read a small percentage of the dusty books.

Amanda felt a hand on her shoulder. “Amanda, we need to come back tomorrow.”

“But it’s still light out. There are many more books to read here.”

“It’s not safe right now. Let’s come back tomorrow.”

Amanda waved the book she was reading when Josef interrupted her. “Can I bring this one with us?”

“I wish we could, but these books are contaminated.”

Amanda sighed. “Very well, tomorrow, then.”

“There’ll be no tomorrow for either if you.” Said a cloaked figure standing in the doorway.

“Amanda, get behind me!” Shouted Josef.

Amanda stood frozen, a book clutched to her chest. Josef backed up slowly, shielding the still frozen Amanda from the intruder. “Amanda, move!” Shouted Josef.
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