"Welcome to the LiSD Program. For a world free from the suffering that our ancestors went through, for a world free of pain, we offer you LiSD serum."
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"Opening your capsule in sixty seconds."
60... 50... 40... 30... 20... 10... Fizz.
The capsule doors slid open with a soft hiss, and Durga bolted out, her pulse racing as if she were outrunning her own thoughts. She had to reach her room—fast.
Once inside, she grabbed her notebook, the only tether to a truth she kept forgetting. Her hand moved in a blur, jotting down her latest observations. Thirty-six entries now, each one documenting the bizarre aftermath of her LiSD treatments. Every session ended the same: fragmented memories, a selective amnesia that conveniently erased any recollection of her sexual encounters with Rudra, and more disturbingly, the excruciating extraction from her body while she was unconscious in the capsule.
Everything else stayed sharp in her mind—except those moments.
Each surge of pleasure during those sessions triggered something, brief flashes of past memories, like puzzle pieces snapping into place. There was no denying it now. LiSD wasn't just a serum designed to rejuvenate the body. No, it was something far more sinister.
She closed the notebook with a sigh, her eyes scanning the sterile walls of her room. "Who am I?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "What are they doing to me inside that capsule? And what the hell are they pulling out of me?"
Determined, she approached the door—or rather, the wall that masqueraded as one. Her x-ray vision flickered to life, penetrating the surface to reveal the intricate lock mechanism that sealed her in with vacuum precision. She focused her enhanced sight beyond the lock, and that's when she saw it—movement.
Another human.
Her pulse quickened. She hadn't seen another person outside the dreamscape ever. Scanning the figure, she noticed oddities—something flowing inside their body that didn't look right. Foreign, yet not causing any immediate harm. But that wasn't what startled her the most.
Another figure moved behind the first. Two people? Together?
Durga's mind reeled. Weren't they all conditioned to live in isolation? Hadn't the LiSD program ensured that human interaction was confined to the dreamscape, where they could meet, talk, or... do whatever they wished? How were these two interacting in reality, engaging in something physical, like she and Rudra had?
Reality or another layer of illusion?
Panic surged through her veins as she ran back to her notebook, feverish lyrics scribbling down every detail. This couldn't be right!
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