Tag Archives: Crave

3-3: Slide

“Mr. Ueda, pal, you said your organisation would take care of this. Not sure why I’m here, is all.” The footage was fuzzy, occasionally breaking into the old digital glitches, lines and blocks of solid colour. The expert system that … Continue reading

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3-1: Swing

It had been three weeks since everything had broken. It was a strange sort of ending. Life had continued on pretty much as normal, but the evenings were empty and I was far more alone. The Runs had stopped. Between … Continue reading

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Interlude 4

The Good Old Days Crave stretched out on the lounge, cracking his neck. He was grateful to Josh and Ted for lending him some space and an internet connection, but they only had one bedroom and weeks of sleeping on … Continue reading

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1-9: A Little More Conversation

By the time I got back to the office, Samuel and Andrew had filtered off to their own buildings, filing away work and probably some bitter memories. Crave was in two minds about what had happened after I told him. … Continue reading

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1-8: Interview

Heading into work the next day was difficult. I was still frustrated and exhausted from last night, quiet rage under a veneer of grey apathy born from sleeplessness. Still, I was expected, so I dragged myself in. Crave was annoyingly … Continue reading

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1-6: Tree

“Goddamn it!” We could hear the shout through the wall. Samuel was pissed, despite the fact we were working through the weekend. We’d combed the files he’d given us and turned up nothing. No-one seemed to be receiving irregular payments … Continue reading

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1-4: Contention

Wednesday, and I was at work. Vy had contacted me yesterday; it was time for a meet-up with the other Runners. Tonight. We were swapping courses earlier than usual, but after Friday no-one wanted to take any more risks. Work, … Continue reading

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1-3: Daylight

Sunday. I’d spent most of Saturday asleep or lounging around, both tired and just generally unwilling to do anything even slightly intensive. I probably would have spent today like that too, but I’d run out of food. I crawled out … Continue reading

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