This was hard. This was very, very hard – perhaps
harder than her college thesis, and that even involved macromolecules. Outside,
the sun was inching towards the west, and brought time with it to a terminus. In
front of her, the blank screen was still staring back with crushing mockery. The
story was in her head but the words would not arrange themselves to a start. She could not look anywhere else until –
Boom!
A gunshot, blunt and gone at the next second; feet
scurrying to a man who was already in another dimension. She would have to write
that down.
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