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Right this minute, though, a fistful of Adderall is doing a hell of a job. | Right this minute, though, a fistful of Adderall is doing a hell of a job. | ||
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'''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I don't fucking know, how am I supposed to know?! One minute I'm walking home at night, next minute there's this freak wind right across my face. When I'm able to get my eyes open and pointed forward again, the alley's packed tight at both ends with these jerky, stumbling not-people, like mannequins wrapped in skin. Their eyes are dull, they don't blink, and they have the same androgynous face. | '''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I don't fucking know, how am I supposed to know?! One minute I'm walking home at night, next minute there's this freak wind right across my face. When I'm able to get my eyes open and pointed forward again, the alley's packed tight at both ends with these jerky, stumbling not-people, like mannequins wrapped in skin. Their eyes are dull, they don't blink, and they have the same androgynous face. | ||
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'''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' A straight-A student with an incredible work ethic. So nice, so polite... | '''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' A straight-A student with an incredible work ethic. So nice, so polite... | ||
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'''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' A fraying safety net of raw nerves over a bubbling pit of bile.. One of these days, she's either going to crash, burn, or both at once. | '''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' A fraying safety net of raw nerves over a bubbling pit of bile.. One of these days, she's either going to crash, burn, or both at once. | ||
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'''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' Julie needs to find herself - and not in the hiking-across-Europe kind of way. She wants a clear and smooth path to success. She needs to have a hard talk with her mother and start setting goals real humans can achieve. It'd be nice if she stopped staying up for three days at a time, too. | '''WHAT IS YOUR PATH?''' Julie needs to find herself - and not in the hiking-across-Europe kind of way. She wants a clear and smooth path to success. She needs to have a hard talk with her mother and start setting goals real humans can achieve. It'd be nice if she stopped staying up for three days at a time, too. | ||
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==Sixth Question== | ==Sixth Question== | ||
'''WHAT NIGHTMARE DOGS YOUR STEPS?''' The Machine, a mass of gears and flesh and teeth and eyes. It's seldom seen, not all of it, it is too large, but she can hear it clicking and cracking and whimpering from the walls. Sometimes it lashes out with spring-loaded wrath, sometimes it weeps acid, or oil, or grease, but mostly? Mostly it waits and clicks and cracks and whispers | '''WHAT NIGHTMARE DOGS YOUR STEPS?''' The Machine, a mass of gears and flesh and teeth and eyes. It's seldom seen, not all of it, it is too large, but she can hear it clicking and cracking and whimpering from the walls. Sometimes it lashes out with spring-loaded wrath, sometimes it weeps acid, or oil, or grease, but mostly? Mostly it waits and clicks and cracks and whispers | ||
