Misterdoe's Fiction

I walked into the house — mansion, really — following the instructions that had been mailed to me by “Anson Freedom Fighters.” In the back of my mind I couldn’t help but wonder if it was a trap, or if it was Robin herself using the promise of help from the AFF to humor me. [...]

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With absolutely no input from me I found myself picking Della up from the floor, placing her in handcuffs, and locking the cell door behind me as I was walked out of it. As I passed them my gloves reached out and grabbed Della’s floating keys. Rosa, who stood and watched all this time, gave [...]

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“Now, see, we were gonna be nice,” Rosa said, “and let you take the shirt off whenever you wanted. But since you wanna be hardheaded, you have to do it our way.” As she spoke, I felt a weird sensation at the base of my neck. I reached for the spot where I felt the [...]

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“Am I getting another visitor?” I said. I wasn’t exactly in the position to be sarcastic, but I was.
“No, not a visitor,” Rosa answered. “We realize we’ve been way too kind with you. We even let you wear your street clothes. That’s going to stop. Right now. We’re taking your clothes and putting you in [...]

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“Well,” she started, “I can’t go into all the details, but *your* government set it up. Some part of the government was funding a big research program, and they had to make sure that no nosy reporters or investigators started nosing around where they didn’t belong, so a small area was set off and declared [...]

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