Nightmare over the nightscape
By hent03 on September 11, 2022 11:46 am
I imagine the traces of a nightmare, pestering you like falling rain as you wander a city that has long forgotten how to sleep. You push past the crowds of people and robots and into an alleyway where there is a broken payphone. People say it is cursed and that is why it was never removed, but it always offers you a strange comfort. The rumbling of the city fades as you take the receiver in hand. There is no sound at the other end of the line (there never is) but you always feel like someone might be listening as you whisper the words you always whisper on nights like this one.
"I phoned it in. Forgive me."
Your words echo, hollow. Nobody is listening. Still, you feel the rhythm of the city in the distance, and you know that the beat will go on for another week.
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. Even the opening melody sound to a degree. Maybe my brain is broken. Haha. I like it!