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error 404
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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2024
i found one of those story prompts on Pinterest and had an impulse, 2 people asked me to keep writing so now im here. i cant promise any regular updates, i have moments of writing and moments where i wont even pick up a pen, (or ig in this case type) sooo-  but i suppose you'll want some context to all this:

"the moon doesnt exist. its a hologram, put there by beings unknown. one night it says 'error 404' where the moon should be. you go to tell your roommate but all you find is a red glowing 'error 404' hovering above where they should be sleeping." panicked, you stumble out of the room and go to call your mum, only to find 'error 404' where her contact should be, you try calling it anyway and only static could be heard from the other end. scrolling down you see every contact you have in your phone is replaced with 'error 404', all except one. you dont recognize the number but in desperate attempts you call the number...
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