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Vestigial Surreality: 08
Vestigial Surreality: 08
Vestigial Surreality: 08
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Episode 8: Judgment Day. Stacey, Jack, and Seven strategize with two strangers, while an uncanny courtroom convenes.

From Plato's Cave to The Matrix, philosophers and scientists and dreamers have questioned the very nature of reality. Scientists today are actually running multi-million dollar experiments to discover hints on whether or not we are living in a computer simulation.

The world may not be exactly what it seems. There is no body. Data is data.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateApr 13, 2016
ISBN9781365043925
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    Vestigial Surreality - Douglas Christian Larsen

    Vestigial Surreality: 08

    Vestigial Surreality: 08

    Judgment Day

    The Sunday SciFi Fantasy Serial

    by Douglas Christian Larsen

    ISBN: 978-1-365-04392-5

    © Douglas Christian Larsen 2016

    "I’m Joshua Bouwer, and this is my good friend Michael Potok," the giant behind the wheel of the big red pickup truck bellowed in his happy, gratingly loud voice. The front seat of the truck was moved back farther than the manufacturer had unthoughtfully not provided, so that Stacey’s long legs were twisted, one painfully too low and the other with his knee tucked up close to his chest. Jack sat close to Stacey, dabbing at the ex-boxer’s closed eye with a handkerchief provided by the small man, Michael, and the girl in the black sweats and white fuzzy socks sat far across the rear seat huddled against the door, apparently drawing pictures in the air, jabbing, dotting, swirling, grabbing.

    Do you have any idea what’s going on, Joshua? Stacey said, groggy and seething with pain.

    I have absolutely no idea! Joshua shouted, pounding on the steering wheel and laughing a laugh that sounded like he might be related to a certain old man that lived far north near a little candy-striped pole.

    "Voice,

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