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Mike Stevens left the house as the rain sat in, falling hard
on his clothes and hair. It was seven am, Monday morning, the usual time he would see
h..
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Redge
sat on the edge of the bed and stared out the window, listened to the sound of
the mid-morning traffic, a truck roaring passed, the sound ..
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Ed walked the long road west, along the track he would
always come after his shift at Ruth-Anne’s convenience store, the sun almost
down, ..
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She looked up at the bus driver, then back out the
window, at the night, at the neighbourhood going past, then at the other
passengers, and it sudde..
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Ned could smell the incense from down the street. He wondered
when the new fortune telling business came into the neighbourhood, and then how he
had..
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The sunlight fell on her neck, revealed a handsome woman with long hair. She wore a red floral dress that would have been appropriate a hundred
years..
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The sunlight fell upon his hands. He felt the
warmth extend up his arms, the blood growing in his biceps, triceps, his
shoulders, his heart. He ..
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She woke and looked out the window. Snow coming down in
shoots, white lines demarcating a blank skyline, streaming down a silent world behind the gla..
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He woke in the night, dreaming of the old days, back before
the virus, before The New World.
It had all begun with The Great Transformation. T..
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A dead guy looks for his wife.
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