An ochre-coloured mist hung in the air that, the further ahead you looked, gradually turned a shade of moss green. She did not know what kind of chemicals made the air moss green. Most of the time the ochre was the only fog hanging low over her town. She breathed laboriously through her mask, the mechanical filter rattling in her ear. A look at one of the big screens in her vicinity showed her that it was still…
Readingtime: 15-30 minutes The improvised sundial showed that too much time had passed. Tubbernay was only 40 minutes away. Even with everything against him, he would have made it back hours ago. Ricca gathered her stuff. There was no use sitting here, watching more time pass by; she had to make it back to Sketha, she had to make sure no one would come for her. Ricca knew that she would be in danger for not making the…
👓~10 minutes Six hundred people were watching this online. He noticed how the numbers fluctuated. He imagined people logging off for lunch or going to the toilet, or perhaps they just had a flaky internet connection. It was fascinating to think of all those people, a small village; sitting behind their screens in their messy living rooms, in their loungewear, or maybe all dolled up wearing stilettos, who knew, and they would all be watching him, soon. He…
