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The entity of pure thought took away my ability to feel physical pain and turned me inside out.

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I awaken again, for the countless time, to the horror that is the first half of my existence, the electrodes in my brain willing me to slice the writhing body before me until the machines bring me yet again to sleep.

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Every small town has a legend used to rationalize unexplained deaths.

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Improbable odds are funny like that, eventually as certain as they seem impossible.

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"She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me..." I recite serenely, as petals glide to the floor.

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I've heard and smelled things that aren't there, seen mirages, had cold chills, and even lost my sense of taste once.

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[SF] Lunar Torment

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"Amateurs," Bill thought, walking amongst the dead militants.

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"There are no monsters under the bed," I think, repeating my nightly mantra.

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Title	Upvotes	Subreddit	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The entity of pure thought took away my ability to feel physical pain and turned me inside out.	8	TwoSentenceHorror
I awaken again, for the countless time, to the horror that is the first half of my existence, the electrodes in my brain willing me to slice the writhing body before me until the machines bring me yet again to sleep.	6	TwoSentenceHorror
Every small town has a legend used to rationalize unexplained deaths.	5	TwoSentenceHorror
Improbable odds are funny like that, eventually as certain as they seem impossible.	4	TwoSentenceHorror
"She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me..." I recite serenely, as petals glide to the floor.	3	TwoSentenceHorror
I've heard and smelled things that aren't there, seen mirages, had cold chills, and even lost my sense of taste once.	3	TwoSentenceHorror
[SF] Lunar Torment	2	shortstories
"Amateurs," Bill thought, walking amongst the dead militants.	1	TwoSentenceHorror
"There are no monsters under the bed," I think, repeating my nightly mantra.	1	TwoSentenceHorror