Expiration Date

Expiration Date

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 15, 2016
After the war 150 years ago, the population became limited. The government controlled everything, right down to the death date on your tombstone. Everyone now sees death as a community service, a way to keep the country organized and healthy. Naturally, I was never afraid of death, but as the hours ticked into minutes that ticked into seconds that counted down until my death, I started a slow panic. I said my good-byes and then sat in my apartment so I could die, alone. but there's just one thing. I never died.
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