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Hometown America – Safe

What if you had an enemy that knew everything about you. Pictures of your face. Your fingerprints, DNA, and medical records. Emails, spending habits, fears, and desires. Your private conversations. All locked up in a database to use against you when needed.

Now imagine it was all true and come up with a word to describe your feelings. I’ll bet SAFE is not one of them.

Hometown America – It’s All Fiction. Right?

The Dempub (Democrat-Republican Dino-Rino) Party told their Proles to go home and do as told.

“It’s 1984, and no fraud was committed,” they said.

“Nothing sketchy about using late-night tactics until we get the results we want,” they said.

“Now go back home before we sick our nine loyal attack dogs from Animal Farm on you,” they said.

Of course, there is no inner party, outer party, or proles because it’s all fiction. Right?

Shift – That Was Awkward

Continued from scene sixty-four

Shapeshift with me, she said. You’ll love it, she said.

Jeff was right; I was losing it. And my old life was starting to look pretty good right now.

This underground labyrinth, the killing room, worldwide tribes ready to go to war with one anoth––

“Christian!” yelled Karen over the corridor speaker. “That’s enough. There will be no war.”

“Fuck! How did you do that without touching me? You promised not to read me. Remember?”

“You’re thinking out loud over the hallway security system, idiot. Now come to my office so we can talk.”

I lifted my finger toward the camera in preparation for my response, shook it a few times, then awkwardly twisted it around in a slow swirl until it was by my side again. I had nothing.

To be continued…

Shift is an online work of fiction.

This is the first draft of my manuscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.

The story centers around shapeshifting.

I’m currently working on chapter nine.