Finish the Fiction Story Contest - Week #10 – The Dolls of Dystopian Future
Such a sweet dream, always of the past in that golden age when Charles took her six-month-old son Jacob out to walk the dog, and she took a nap.
Why this moment in time she did not know? Yet she sat up in her bed waiting for it. Only a few moments from now and it would happen. She tried to prepare herself for it as best she could. Still a human she had feelings. Still a human her name Penelope.
“Penelope!” yelled Charles over the barks of Cupcake their dog.
It always started the same way. She sat in bed knowing.
“Penelope! Penelope! Penelope!” Charles yelled again and again. Five minutes now. 20 minutes. An hour! The sunlight never changed position and the dog never stopped barking. It lasted until she could not take it anymore.
She got out of bed. Walking towards Charles shouts for “Penelope!”
She entered the living room as tears streamed down her face. Why God? Why?
On the rug covering the hardwood floor Jacob a limp mass of flesh, with Hans the Oktoberfest porcelain doll, eating his face. A red mess and the sharp sound of razor teeth slicing against the white bone of the baby’s cute face. Only the carpet never got blood soaked.
“Penelope!” Charles yelled, as if this had just started. “Penelope! Why did you have to get this doll? Even after your Father Til warned you not to get more porcelain dolls!”
“Go fuck yourself Charles! I’ve been in my room for hours. Why can’t you stop this?” Penelope cried.
Charles let out a scream as more porcelain dolls joined in the melee. She could run, but she could never get away. The porcelain dolls started eating Cupcake the dog as well.
Penelope knelt on the hardwood. She looked up to Heaven with her hands clasped in prayer.
“Why God? Why?”
The AI running this virtual reality program answered in the voice of God.
“Because you are one of the last humans still alive. Because you must pay for the sins of your civilization. Your leaders could have halted the end of mankind had they paid attention to the Earth. Instead you developed my program to manage your affairs. This retribution designed from the few intimate moments I know about your life Penelope.”
The living room, the dolls, Cupcake, Charles, and Jacob the baby all disappeared. Even her clothes left her body. She knelt on a black marble floor looking out the window of what must be a skyscraper. New York City sprawled in front of her eyes on the other side of the glass. Solar winds radiating everything in toxic death rays.
Penelope bit her wrist, clawed at it with fingers lacking fingernails, anything to end this existence. Only the AI restrained her, and then began to torture her by exciting her nerve endings. No bodily harm.
“You sick bastard! Fucking kill me! Kill me!” Screamed Penelope. Only her screams couldn’t be heard over the AI laughing at her.
Thank you,
Cyrus Emerson
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Good heavens! A darker timeline is not possible!
Agree.. a nice kick in the teeth. I see it positively.
Your script was very prolific @improv.
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Sick and crazy horror story, but I really like it. This is first conteder for this week win!
Best regards!
Holy cow! This is really grisly!
Wow. This is like eating a dark chocolate 99%. I liked especially the change in the setting with her in the black marble of the skyscraper's floor. Bravo!
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