FICTION | CYBERPUNK

Neverland | A flash fiction story

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Hello, dear Argonians! Are you enjoying your Argon subscription? I know I am!

I’m coming to you today because nasty rumors have been poisoning the brilliant streets of our city. People have been talking about a place called New Hope, a place where “you don’t have to pay a subscription to be happy.” Really? Yikes!

Now, I certainly know less than all, but I do know more than many, and I know what’s outside of Argon’s walls: the neverending Wastelands.

We all know the Wastelands. It’s hell. It’s a nether world filled with beasts like rhinowolves and giant bees, a place of heat and fire, a place of death.

Some of the people spreading these lies might have good intentions in their minds, but they don’t know to whom they’re bowing down. There are nefarious people behind this, and Atlanta Inc. won’t watch them pull strings and throw Argonians into a wicked odyssey for some neverland.

These people have bitten off more than they can chew, and now they’ll deal with the consequences of their acts. As of right now, people spreading lies about this “New Hope” will be banned from Argon. Not suspended. Banned. They’ll be locked out in their neverland, out of our paradise.

So, dear Argonians, let’s stay vigilant and report any suspicious activities to our security forces. Together, let’s continue to enjoy our privileged lives within these walls and not fall prey to the empty promises of those who would lead us astray.

By-ee!

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