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| | Hogs of Entropy Text Files Present... | |
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| | "P a r a d i s e L o s t" | |
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| | By: Corrosion | |
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Another friday night with nothing to do, mall ratting was done,
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and the five of us decided to go to the playground to hang out. It was a
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suburban town, actually, more of an instant suburb that developers could
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create just down the road from a city that made it so appealing to home
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buyers. The playground gate was busted, and I suppose that the city was
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busy tonight, because the Police hadn't been by to hassle us. They knew we
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weren't vandalizing, they just wanted to bust our stones. Assholes.
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It was November, and I was glad the sticky summer months had passed.
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I could finally wear my battle armor, my leather jacket. It got later, and
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none of us had nothing else to say. Tony and Dan decided to split, and
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Vicki volunteered to walk Dan home. Slut. I always hated her. Tony had
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met her at a party in the city one night, and fucked the shit out of her in
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the basement. He later came to regret it, as she was constantly pestering
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him, and wanting to hang out with us. It wasn't that she was all that bad
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of a person, but she sometimes would say things that were stupid, and out of
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place. Tony quickly set her straight, that there would be no relationship,
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no house on a hill, no station wagon with kids and a dog. She said that she
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didn't care, that she liked hanging out with us, and that she finally felt
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somewhere that she belonged. Great. At least SHE felt that she belonged.
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Now she was moving on Dan, what a joke of a person she was.
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The night was winding down, and morning would be upon us in a few
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minutes. The sky was beginning to lighten, and the black was turning a
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lighter shade of purple. Chuck and Joey were out cold, leaning against the
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base of some monkey bars. Noise was picking up, and birds were stirring.
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In the distance I could hear their morning song.
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I didn't know that it would be thier mourning song.
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The volunteer fire company's siren went off, and there was a clamor
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among the houses that lined the opposite side of the street adjacent to the
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playground. Joey's eyes blearily opened, and he smacked Chuck in the head
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to stir him. A loving bunch we were. The activity seemed to be coming from
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the city, so we picked our selves up off the ground, and walked to the
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soccer field for a view of what was going on. Maybe a riot, or more likely
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a large fire. There was a slow rumbling coming from the other field, that
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grew increasingly more disturbing. At first I thought it be an earthquake,
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until I saw that it was centered at the pitcher's mound of the softball
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field.
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The ground opened in a perfect circle, and swallowed the dirt. The
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rumbling was overshadowed by a whirring noise, and the opening grew to about
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20 feet across. The top of a huge steel girder assembly was being hoisted
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from inside the hole, and the tip of a missle rose from the opening. This
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was not happening. This whole nuclear missile annihilation scenario was
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done with 5 years ago. It went out with Reagan. The big bomb, the Cold
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War, it was all a memory. WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING?! We ran. It was a
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pointless gesture, but we ran from the rising missile silo.
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With a deafening shreik, the missile launched, and the sonic boom
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threw us to the dirt of the field. The three of us stood stone faced as we
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saw it sail into the sky, and disappear through the clouds. Chuck was
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ranting, but it seemed a million miles away. Tony pointed to the
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sillhouette of the city and muttered "look." Chuck was silenced and the
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sillhouette was enveloped by a super nova of light. It was just like the
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news footage that I remembered seeing as a child. The desert testing
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sights, and the mushroom cloud. Now it was here.. Strangely I was calm.
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I accepted the impending solitude, and awaited it's embrace. It was all
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happening in slow motion. The circular wave of unleashed energy was washing
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over the trees, and closing in. I dropped to the ground, and lay on my back.
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Someone whispered "goodbye" as the torrent hit us. In the millisecond that
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the energy was taking us apart I remember wondering if it would hurt. It
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did not. I was flung about two feet from the ground where I lay and the
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ground rose and fell away again. It was gone. All I saw was white. For an
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eternity it seemed I was suspended in the white glow of nothingness, It
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faded to a pale grey, darker, darker, until it was black.
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It was then that I realized that the nothingness was replaced by
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solid ground. I opened my eyes, and saw the faces of Chuck and Joey. I
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wanted to dismiss the entire experience as a nightmare, but the pale etheral
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glow around my two best friends reassured me that what just happened was
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unmistakably reality. Joey spoke to me in what seemed a foreign language.
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I began to understand what he was saying, but his voice was reverbrating
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almost mechanically. "Wake up! C'mon!" I tried to speak, but there was
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nothing. No words came from my opened mouth. Somehow we had survived. I
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turned my head, expecting to see the ruins and dust of what was our society.
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What I saw was not that much different from the world previous to the
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eruption. The sky was dark, almost overcast, but darker. Almost like it is
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right before a terrible storm, but unlike the sky before a storm, there was
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no wind. There was no sound other than my friend's reverbrating voice. He
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saw the fear and confusion in my eyes, and began to explain.
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"We didn't survive. We are dead. Not ghosts, not human, not
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anything. We are the only ones who can see this reality. It is almost
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another dimension. Where we are standing, the alive ones will see ashes.
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Only those who are like us can see what we see. This is our utopia. We
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hoped that you would rise." Unsure of my sanity, I stood and looked around.
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There were people everywhere, many of them lounging on thier lawns as if
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this black sky was a sunny day. "There is no pain here." came the strangely
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mechanical voice from behind me. "There is only ourselves. No need for
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money, or work. No disease, no need to eat. The pleasures of the flesh
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sustain us."
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I looked across the street to where I saw the woman lounging, and
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saw that she was joined by her husband, and thier neighbor. They were
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tangled into a knot of sexual abandon, thier etheral glow brighter that they
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were joined. I lowered my head to look at my body, and saw my glow was
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barely visable. I was exhausted, and sat down leaning against a tree. I was
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awakened by a stunningly beautiful woman, crouching by my side. She had
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long blonde hair that streamed over her shoulders, covering her naked
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breasts. Her eyes seemed dark, and devoid of emotion. Her fingertips
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glided across my arms, and she leaned in close to me. I turned away and
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stood up, still tired after a restless sleep, and I just wanted to be alone
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to piece together what was happening. The atrocities of sexual couplings
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that I saw gave me a nauseus feeling. It was this very state of apathetic
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selfishness that was responsible for the genocide of much of humanity.
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It was then that I saw the pale glow fade away from me. Again I was
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tired, and slept. I awoke to see Vicki lying by my side. She looked
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strangely beautiful, her glow radiant, and she brushed the hair from my face.
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Her touch was tender, and her dark eyes glittered. She kneeled and unzipped
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her denim top. She sat on top of me, and took my hands into hers, lightly
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tracing the ends of my fingertips with her tongue. I was lost in her touch,
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her seduction.
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"You have no light" she whispered. "You must feed. You must." At
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once the hate welled up inside me. The hatred for her, for this place, the
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hatred that I harbored for the system that eventually gave birth to this
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iniquity. My hatred put stregnth into me, the hatred for the society that
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fed on itself to reproduce, the society of the past, and the present. I
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pulled my hands away from her soft mouth and turned them palm up. Both
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hands pushed through her tender skin into her abdomen, and my fists closed
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around thick muscle tissue. She made no sound as I tore upwards, opening
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her torso like a zipper. Her entrails spilled out onto me, covering the
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upper half of my body, the steam rising in the brisk autumn air. Her empty
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husk of a body lost it's shimmer, but I saw her heart still pumping the
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blackish blood fruitlessly through opened veins onto my chest. I pushed
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my hands through the slick warm viscera and pulled at the heart. It ripped
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away and sat in my hand, pumping the last of it's black blood out.
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It stopped it's pumping motion, withered and turned to ash in my hands.
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The sky erupted with a roar of thunder and a gale of wind rose up, circling
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my bloodied body. The dust of Vicki's severed heart blew away, the wind
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swirling violently. It licked and stung at my eyes and nose, bringing
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visions and sound to my mind.
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The chaos of wars long forgotten, the pain of grieving widows, the
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unwritten knowledge and wisdom of centuries all entered my mind.
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The thunder grew lounder as the people paled and dropped to the ground.
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The trees, the flora of this dimension all turned to clay, then to sandy
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grit. There I stood in the dust and ashes with the secrets of a millenium,
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as the thunder roared.
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Perhaps God gave the answers to those with nothing to say.
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I saw a familiar nova of energy closing in from all sides. Closing my eyes,
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I whispered "goodbye", doomed to witness the end of creation's cycle.
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There was no life, and again no sound.
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Copyright (c) 1994 HoE Publications and Corrosion #13--> 09/29/94
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All Rights Reversed. Corrosion wishes to thank Savatage.
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