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Weird Stories: Senses

Weird Stories: Senses

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Fiction
Mystery
The year is 1990. The United States government has green-lit funding for a mysterious program that is set to operate within the shadows of the Central Intelligence Agency. Externally this program will not be discovered or discussed by the public for many years. Internally the program is viewed as a legend with only those who hold high positions knowing certainly about its existence. Who is pulling strings from the shadows? What are their goals and motivations? When will their schemes see the light of day? Where do their allegiances lay? Why have they chosen the path they walk? We may never know the full answer to these questions but what we do know is that The Weird Studies should not be taken lightly.
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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