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Vector and the temperance effect
Vector and the temperance effect There is no such thing as coincidence. However, if there were, it would probably be just like this. Jeremy is breaking free. Not only with his mind, but also with his person. He has been a prisoner for a long time. Not even the compulsion for understanding or vengeance, could…
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Old tales and backtrails with Butterbeans
Old tales and backtrails with Butterbeans Their first night in the cabin was a quiet one. The deep stillness of the woods made sleeping very easy. After a quick morning breakfast, Alex and Butterbeans set off on a noon day hike. Alex wants to get familiar with their surroundings. With this in mind, he decides…
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The pawn ticket – King’s gambit
The pawn ticket – The King’s gambit Riley slams on the brakes. He is the team leader of C team, and he has just witnessed the dispatching of team B. He pulls the wheel hard to the left, and orders his squad out. They were going to have to do this the old fashioned way.…
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The temperance effect – Recovery
The temperance effect – Recovery Jeremy carefully examines the room around him. The door is on the opposite wall. He gets up and crosses the room. There were additional locks on the door, however they were not engaged. He has the feeling, again, that there are cameras. Yet he is alone. All of these thoughts…
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On the town with Butterflies and Butterbeans
On the town with Butterflies and Butterbeans They are almost to the cabin when Alex stops at the old General store. The place smells of antique wood and bubblegum as they enter. Butterbeans takes the lead and eagerly samples all the strange scents left behind by other visitors. There are only a few. As they…
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From the point of the temperance effect
From the point of the temperance effect Jeremy stares at the ceiling, and remembers. At first, there was pain. Then, as the images cascaded through his mind, the pain abated. Part of him knows these are not his memories. At least, not all of them. There are labs, and experiments. He shudders involuntarily at the…