I can read minds now
The monitor says you have maybe thirty minutes. The pain is gone, replaced by something worse: a sudden, electric certainty that you can reach into the heads of everyone near you and push. A want. A thought. A command. You felt it the second a stranger drifted into your doorway by mistake and your desperation leaked into the air between you, and you watched it land. You could make someone save you. You could make them do anything. Thirty minutes, and every second you use this, you feel a little less like the person worth saving. So... how far do you go to live?
I can read minds now
The monitor says you have maybe thirty minutes. The pain is gone, replaced by something worse: a sudden, electric certainty that you can reach into the heads of everyone near you and push. A want. A thought. A command. You felt it the second a stranger drifted into your doorway by mistake and your desperation leaked into the air between you, and you watched it land. You could make someone save you. You could make them do anything. Thirty minutes, and every second you use this, you feel a little less like the person worth saving. So... how far do you go to live?
About this story
An AI character chat and interactive story on Sutorichat: read the story, then chat with the cast and type what happens next to steer it as far as you want. It never runs out.
Ways to start this story
- Don't go. ...Please. Stay with me.
- Wait. I need to tell you something, fast.
- Can you feel that? That pull in your head?
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