High Eight
Boggart
- Joined
- Dec 20, 2006
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Well done Cat's - I think that is about the first time that a story I voted for actually won the 75 word challenge!
Wow, Dusty, you fit so many references into your story!
Simon was late for work, the superhighway router 66 was especially blocked today, he paused outside his office, voices could be heard from within.
'Its the Hack, sir'
'Enable the firewall!'
'They are war orbiting already'
'what are they using?'
'Butt sniffers, dump tasters, excretion snorters!'
'they're snorting already, god help us.'
Simon turned and ran, they'd found him, the invasion was imminent. He had to get back to his eletcro-fish before their memories were wiped.
He manoeuvred his ship up the gravity hill, with every gravimetric inch time sped up, he was going to make it. The days rushed past, exhaustion ** into hunger. He watched them below; living out their slow sedentary lives. He was joyous to be free but jealous of their slow lives. One last push to the summit then he'd drift down the other side, he strained, giving it everything.
Then his pants fell down.