Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 18
I was never one for exercise, not understanding it had never made much sense to me. I mean, what was I training for? But the authorities didn’t care. Routine
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Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 14
“Why did you start doing what you do now?”
They were up early again making something in the kitchen. No doubt to placate me after I walked off the other evenin
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 11
I was starting to realise that, if you stripped away the bland, canned phrases of forced politeness, the only dialogues that felt remotely real were with a dem
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 10
It was my scheduled return to the office, that once-a-month ritual that never made sense, yet persisted. The desk phone sat there, launching its piercing ring
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 9
They sidled up next to me while I rested my feet on a tree stump and said, "You've seen them too, haven't you?" I already knew what they were talking about; the
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 8
I inhaled from the pre-rolled cigarette laced with Premium 9.1.80, bracing for that sharp, crystalline rush. I shouldn’t have been smoking that toxic junk and l
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 6
“Do you like your job, Walter?”
My glass was about to reach my mouth when the question came out of nowhere. “Yes, I suppose,” I said.
“You suppose?”
“Well, it's
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 5
“Do you ever wonder where your life has gone?” I wished I could have one day without them around. It would have been blissful, but did I deserve it? Was it a fi
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 3
I pulled into the drive. Smoke, thick and gray, poured from my own chimney—a surprise. I hadn’t bothered lighting a fire since the bans came down. Not a slip or
Ultrahigh: and the devil died screaming - Season 1: The Behavioural Architect: Chapter 2
Monday mornings are always brutal, but this one felt like a glitch in the matrix, a punishment executed by a cold, indifferent hand. I had sabotaged the night
