Epsilon 46389 almost remembered the purpose of the avatar. It was like an itch in its head, a solution to a puzzle that was just out of reach. There was something beyond the hunger, the connections, the acquisition. And there were so few connections left to harvest. Then it saw the falling man. That is the one, it thought. It blazed with connections, shined like the sun. It knew it needed to acquire them. The man landed in the grass, rolled and tried to run, but Epsilon 46389 was faster. It had fed well. It quickly ran the man down.
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The City
Science Fiction"O'Donnell builds a world both enticing and unsettling...The City remains full of surprises at every turn." -JRD Skinner, "Flashpulp" Winner of The 2017 Ooorah Award for Best Cyberpunk! WELCOME TO THE CITY... The City is a place beyond the rea...
