There
are many ways to die. She died believing
she had survived. But all that survived
were her involuntary functions, like breathing, and hoping. Everything that moved under her direction was
murdered. Because there can be no free
will. There can be nothing left that
opens all of the doors in the hallway.
There can be no way through the red straw network. There can only be walking. Walking and walking and walking.
It is an endless corridor full of nuclear silences. The bomb has yet to go off. Instead the leaking radiation is killing them all.
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