Fleshless Stories

"A long-sealed tomb, hidden beneath a hillside, holds a twisted skeleton whose awakening brings unnatural vibrations, whispered murmurs, and creeping decay. What was thought to be a resting place is revealed as a prison-and its prisoner has begun to breathe again."

Highest ranking in Science Fiction #2 Imagine that everything you've ever known was a lie; that everyone you knew, everything you've done, and everything you've felt or said was set in stone and you could do nothing about it-but not because of fate. Now quit imagining it, because it's reality. My entire life-everyone's life-was all created. Not in the way that 'God is our savior', but more literally. As in, hooked up to machines and fed every picture or sunset you've ever witnessed through multiple cords in your brain. I'm sure you're very confused, so maybe I should explain further. Let's start from the beginning, shall we? It all started with an accident . . .