Dream Station
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  • Reads 406
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  • Parts 10
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Jan 27, 2015
"Whoa." 
    My voice echoed throughout the area. I was standing in the middle of a huge, fancy city. Everything around me-the buildings, cars, ground-was black and white. Except for one thing: a giant building looming in front of me. I could make out a carnival in the distance, and cars were zooming past me silently, as if someone had pressed a fast-forward button.

    My mind was blank, so I slowly moved towards the giant building. The top was a crystal dome that sparkled and shown like a giant lightbulb. I didn't realize until later that there weren't any shadows around me. There was no reason for shadows though; there was no sun in the gray sky.
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