FEAR OF ORDINARY

FEAR OF ORDINARY

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The balance of space and time is smooth, unblemished- or at least was- now, ripples and cracks appear on it; Every so often, just showing that there's something or someone tampering with time and space. The year 2058, technology has advanced to the point where the world is overrun by machines, humans don't stand a chance against Artificial Intelligence. Yet there's a small hope, PO. Paranormal Oddity: a disease one in 6 million people are infected with. Where your mind and body is enhanced and capable of things far beyond the imaginations of humans. Supernatural, paranormal, inhuman power, magic. It goes by many names. In the 1700s if you were a PO, you'd be caught, and executed in ways far worse than witches were. Nowadays, in the post-apocalyptic age; PO's are regarded as hope, a possibility against the robots. They're hunted down, studied, and used as a weapon by the government. You can't escape. Unless you can wink out of existence. Away from the government, away from the robots, away from humanity. Sounds impossible, right? But if oddities exist, why not that? A group of young escaped Paranormal Oddities tries to survive on their own, facing pain, anguish, desperation, acrimony, confusion, sorrow... all in one single bittersweet requiem. But every song has a replay button.
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My name is Lila, the last of the Grays. The Glass Man murdered my family seven years ago, and I've been running ever since. He finds me in my dreams and tells me I'm not human. I argue with him, because it's absurd. So what if I can sense and control other people's minds and change my appearance at will? It doesn't mean I'm like him. I try to save lives, while the Glass Man kills on a whim. When he's close, I feel our combined potential, like a nuclear bomb with the power to wipe out the human race. Maybe that's why he's looking for me. Or maybe he wants to kill me, too. Before my time runs out, I have to find out why mother left me her music box. It holds answers-I know it. Although I'm tired, I have to keep moving. Keep scrounging for food. Keep dodging bullets. Keep ahead of him. It should be an easy decision, if not for the part of me that wants him as badly as he wants me.

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