The Box (draft)

The Box (draft)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 1, 2016
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
Strange things are happening 60 years into the future. People are being killed during de-toxicity appointments- required due to the critically polluted environment- and seemingly disappearing into thin air or found dead. Just when a girl- Josephine Tyler- thought something like that would never happen to a supposed regular like her Jo's known life crumbles before her eyes; so does the facade a new society places in front of her. Please keep in mind this is only a first draft and a some of it needs to be redone. Hopefully you'll stick with it : ) Cover art: niselemos on deviantART
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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