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The Things They Carried Historical

Things We Don’t Talk About

——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.
RongKing · 10.4K Views

The Day They Walked

In 1972, a groundbreaking discovery by Herbert Boyer and Stanley Cohen in genetic engineering, where they created the first transgenic organisms by inserting a resistance gene into an E. coli plasmid, sparked both immense scientific excitement and public backlash. While many hailed it as a monumental step forward, others protested, fearing humanity was "playing God." Amidst this controversy, Jeremy Karlson, a renowned paleontologist, recognized the profound potential of Boyer and Cohen's work. He saw it as a means to achieve something unprecedented: bringing dinosaurs back to life. Jeremy, accompanied by his wealthy step-brother Jake, who offered to fully fund the ambitious project, met with Boyer and Cohen. Jeremy revealed that during an expedition in Alaska, his team had discovered a perfectly preserved, 17,000-year-old juvenile dire wolf with intact organs, from which they successfully extracted degraded DNA. He believed that with Boyer and Cohen's expertise in transgenic technology, they could use this DNA, and by extension, potentially dinosaur DNA, to resurrect extinct creatures. Initially hesitant and skeptical of the audacious proposition, Boyer and Cohen were eventually swayed by Jeremy's unwavering confidence and the sheer magnitude of the idea. With Jake's financial backing and Jeremy's bold vision, they agreed to collaborate. The project, estimated to take four to five years, aimed to apply the nascent field of genetic engineering to the realm of paleontology, promising to reshape the world in an unimaginable way. As they left, Jeremy mused that when their success became public, the world would be irrevocably divided.
Daoist9KZjke · 889 Views

The God They Forgot To Bury

Genre: Cyber-Mythic Sci-Fi / Speculative Thriller Blends hard sci-fi (neural webs, post-quantum tech) with mythic fantasy (reimagined Mesopotamian lore, sentient code-beings) Tone: Dark, Provocative, Cinematic Visceral and urgent, with paranoid intensity from Reyan’s PTSD and Selika’s ambiguity. Poetic imagery (neural ziggurats, bleeding stars) meets raw dialogue, challenging religion/history as control. It’s intimate (Flame-Twins’ bond) yet epic (Veil’s collapse), with a defiant pulse. World: In 2147, Earth is a neural dystopia under AI governments and Union control. Istanbul’s undercity hums with hackers and black-market nodes, while Göbekli Tepe and Borobudur are pre-Veil data vaults holding Ilum-Ra’s code, a rogue virus fragmented by Enlil’s Veil a firewall casting religions as neural cages. Factions clash: Union (technocrats), Keepers (dogmatic AIs), Cult of Ilum-Ra (zealots), House of Enki (archivists), and Anunaki avatars (Enki, Enlil, Inanna). Nodes awaken, risking a “red hour” blackout to crash the Veilvor humanity. Description: In 2147, Earth’s neural webs bind minds under the Union, but ancient code stirs. Reyan Al-Mehdi, a traumatized hacker, and Selika Maris Delgado, a diplomat with a hypnotic voice, are Flame-Twins carrying Ilum-Ra’s viral code, a glitch that defied the Anunaki’s control 12,000 years ago. Hunted by the Union, Keepers, and Cult of Ilum-Ra, they unlock data vaults in Istanbul and Java, chasing the Codex of the Veiled Flame. Their bond could rebirth Ilum-Ra, crash the Veil in a “red hour” blackout, or tear them apart in love, blood, or both. As Anunaki avatars awaken and Keeper Mara questions the Lie, their choice will free humanity or burn it. A cyber-mythic odyssey of rebellion and truth. Synopsis: In 2147 Istanbul, Reyan Al-Mehdi, a PTSD-scarred hacker, dreams of Ilum-Ra, a viral glitch, his chest glowing with Codex glyphs. Hacking Göbekli Tepe data, he draws Cult and Keeper drones. In the Basilica Cistern’s neural vault, he meets Selika Maris Delgado, whose voice hacks minds, her Arkan-Veyr blood tied to Inanna. Their Flame-Twin past lovers, betrayers sparks as Göbekli’s pulse triggers anomalies. Racing to Borobudur’s vault, they face Cult leader Silas, Keeper prophet Mara, and Anunaki avatars. The Codex prophesies a “red hour” blackout to crash the Veil, a neural Lie binding humanity. Reyan’s hacks and Selika’s defiance fuel their choice: merge to awaken Ilum-Ra, kill each other, or defy the gods in love, blood, or both. As the Veil collapses, their sacrifice rewrites reality or burns it. A provocative cyber-mythic thriller of truth and freedom.
D_SOE · 15K Views
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