We have a two-way tie.
You have until 23:59 (GMT) on the June the 30th to make your choice.
The stories still in contention:
Patent Pending by Cat's Cradle
WHAT WAS I THINKING by Ashleyne
You have until 23:59 (GMT) on the June the 30th to make your choice.
The stories still in contention:
Patent Pending by Cat's Cradle
The patent application smells of mildewed basement. I examine CAD drawings suggestive of Hieronymus Bosch reimagined within mainframes.
A DVD labelled: Interconnected 3D Organ Printers, is attached, so I watch.
... Before soundproofed walls – beneath roaming, articulated arms connected to bloody tubing – two gurneys each bear half a man. Half of the same man. On one, he’s shredded and pneumatically transferred, on the second, he’s printed back into existence, screaming. ...
There’s no name on the application.
WHAT WAS I THINKING by Ashleyne
From the doorway, Trace watches herself sleep. Andrew smothers her with a pillow.
She runs to the kitchen and there's Andrew, slitting her throat.
Clutching her stomache, she stumbles to the toilet. Andrew's flushing bones.
"Let me out!"
The hospital room floats back. Andrew lies comatose.
The doctor asks, "Did the mindwalker work? Did you speak to your son?"
Trace rakes nails down her sore, tear-soaked cheeks. "He... wants us to pull the plug."
