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mister minations
Stories: 5

Story of the week:
Rusted Rails

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System reset... System reset... Loading KA-84.v64 (4/10) ERROR 43-1: Memory corruption, loading from last restore point...

Katie groans as her systems finally start up. She feels awful, head swimming from some odd combination of a concussion and hangover. Blinking rapidly, she makes a vain attempt to get a good grip on the situation. only to find herself grasping at straws.

Well, maybe moving around would help. She tries to get up. Her eyes are heavy, and she can't quite seem to get control of her body. Eyes watering, limbs heavy, she makes an attempt to raise her body, only to fall back down in a heap.

As her senses slowly return, she hears something...something off in the distance. Something weird. It sounded like...a train whistle?

"Choo-choo"

"Choo-choo"

"Choo-choo"

She turns around, but there's nothing there. It must've been the wind or something. Yeah, it was nothing but the wind.

"Choo-choo"

A small beeping catches her attention. Looking down, she sees that her abdominal panel is open, displaying a delightful cocktail of distressful error codes. Strange thing is, Katie just had her checkup a few hours ago. It was weird that her systems are acting up so soon.

Actually, now that she's had time to properly think, everything was kind of weird.

A few moments ago, she was just going through some basic maintenance. She vaguely remembers a doctor of some sort running a scan, then...some sort of music? No, but hypnotically rhythmic nonetheless, a strange undercurrent flowing through the vast expanse of...

Of...

Of...

...

Hang on.

Where...where exactly is she?


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