Escaping My Fatal Digital Marriage

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across the floor, his metal claws sparking against the metal, before he

nuckled fingers. My hair whips wi

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into a tight ball, aiming my body directl

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of foam. The breath is violently punched out of my lungs. The billboar

ir. I flip uncontrollably and crash do

black for three seconds. I roll onto my side and cough. Hot, m

hattered its power core. Showers of blue sparks rain d

wail through the lower sector. Red

rea locked down. High-threat anom

ncontrollably. I grab the rough brick wall and drag myself

deeper int

d patrol drones hover into view. Their red scannin

s. The smell of decaying organic matter makes me gag

, sweeping over the garbage just inches

oulder, a strange, heavy static fills

d then completely black. Smoke pours from their engines. They drop

ds. I look toward the

. They are moving. The darkn

els like a physical hand wrapping around my heart, sq