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| Instant Mind Trick; comedy science fiction (unfinished) | |
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| Holocollector | Dec 9 2006, 06:10 AM Post #1 |
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Christmas is Coming
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Instant Mind Trick The time outside was late. The silence gave it an ominous touch, and so did the leaves that rustled. It was raining outside, it was getting even later and the coldness seemed to emanate eerie auras that gave of an icy chill. His breath, puffed off small white clouds. Sometimes he wondered if he was getting delusional. If I listen to any more of that little kid yapping I swear I’ll stick duck tape and send him of a laundry chute. His bones rustled back and forth like a skeletal figure. Why was it so cold outside today? Listen, he told himself, his ears were turning white. Today he had on his mind to do something different, something no one had ever done. So he stayed late up at night exploring the empty corners of the alleys, not for the usual suspects. There were street drug dealers, and even sexually promiscuous individuals. But really what he was looking for were the “psychotic” patients running the street. The world was like a vast vacuum, lately they had been appearing everywhere. Ever since the diagnosis of medical patients had reached, an apparent new breakthrough, there was a 10% increase in mental wards. No frequent treatment of medical patients was more a reality, and the advanced treatment of the Ill of mind put some of the higher-ups at ease. But that only left you wondering only so many things. He was going to catch a “psychopath” and see if they were really as insane as they claimed. The numbness of the cold was making it harder though. Today I’m going fish the sea in search of them. Shouldn’t be too hard. He searched the alleys, little did he know there no psychotic sharks around. Seems as if they are busy playing videogames. Hmm, I think I have a much better plan. A wizen old thug gets in his way. “Want to try your luck? I’m selling the best shiniest shoes ever, would you like to try them. No, I have to go, and with that he went walking and saw the Healthy Care Hopsital. First thing he did was go to the front doors of the Healthy Care hospital. He had a gun in his pocket maybe then he would be able to navigate with ease. Carelessness would cost him, he wanted to take care of any problems he might encounter with the meddling police. These escalators moved up and down like small cavalcades of people in procession. He thought riding these would be a good ticket to the other floor, he was looking for the psychiatry department. Hopefully he would find what he needed there. It soon became clear what was happening, the television screen was televising some news. “The police are investigating whether to pursue the prosecution of mad mafia man Money, under the reason of insanity, but during a shuffling of court documents he has assaulted the judge with a pen. We are afraid the judge has sustained critical injuries." “This water looks tasty, I’ve never had better,” said one old woman. “I disagree, I think very cold tap water suits my palate better," said her husband. I think it comes from the Icy Stream god. Five seconds later, “god the ice-cream they sell at that shop.” "For better or for worse they shouldn't prosecute mad mafia man mad Money yet. Sanity is only a few years off, my doctor told me. Just follow what the government says and we’ll be stream minded!" Hmmm, she is too old to take hostage, said Mako, I need to find someone else he said . I found a whole load of them though. Then his thoughts were interrupted by a report. “An important report, government awards medal of Honor Agreemement to the Mind Police. Under this agreement, these extra-terrestrial beings will be able to cure the sick-minded upon payment of a mind visitation. But first they must agree as stated, in a rehabilitation program where their brain cells will be repaired. This make take several years, but is a free service provided to citizens." Let’s see if this is true, said Mako, I want to make a mockery of this government ever since they took Susa my sister and declared her insane. She's been locked up for 15 years. I’m going to prove them wrong one way or another. i'll have my revenge on the government and the pseudo mind police. To be continued. |
| Note: My english writing skills need work so don´t even think of asking me to change it entirely or relearn my english (the impossible). I don´t like the signature, I willl eventually add a picture. | |
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