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By the faintest light of a dying streetlamp, BCG turned the padlock dials until the combinations clicked into place. The lock snapped open with a metallic crack, and he rolled up the shutter. A wave of stale air drifted from the dark, damp interior. He paused, letting his eyes adjust – until the sharp angle of a raked windscreen and flat bonnet emerged from the gloom.
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TThe day they came for our cars, was the day they took Dad. It was way back in the mid-2020s, right when the crackdown… can I say that now? Dare I use such words? I guess it’s been long enough. Anyway, it was back when the cool cars all first started disappearing.
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‘Okay Sal, see you tomorrow. Make sure to lock up before you leave!’
‘Yes sir, will do of course,’ replied Sal. As the door slammed shut, he continued: ‘just as I do every fucking day innit? When do I ever not bloody lock up?’
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In a time not too distant from today…
The apartment was silent, the lights dim and the man was alone. Yet he moved charily in his own home. As he stepped from the bathroom, his eyes darted left and right along the darkened corridor. He checked every room and ensured all the lights were switched off, cloaking his world in deeper darkness.
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That was close.
Tangling with security forces anywhere in the known galaxy was never a good idea. To attempt to walk into somewhere like a British RAF base on this planet and demand to see the personnel files of all the pilots, even if you were disguised as a senior internal investigations operative, with convincing credentials, always carried more than a little element of risk.
Continue reading “The Flight of The Red Bird”A document from the future reveals that radical and horrific measures will be needed in order to ensure the long-term survival of the human race. What’s worst – whether they are carried out or not, won’t even be up to us!
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Stirring to consciousness, awakening I think. Ow! That’s bright. Blinding bright. I squint, attempting a cautious half-open-eye approach. Nah, still too much whiteness. It’s intense.
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“Enjoy your weekend, dude!”
Before responding, Rick signed off his terminal and gently brushed his hand over the sleek, transparent monitor, ensuring all confidential files were securely stored within the intricate web of firewalls — a procedure that might seem tedious but was, in fact, nearly instantaneous. “You too, buddy. Got any exciting plans?”
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