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A gang of criminals from the city's underbelly are hired to pull off a dangerous heist. The target - a state-of-the-art biomedical facility. The only problem - it's an impenetrable fortress in the air. What could possibly go wrong?
I reached my Inksgiving goals, so here's the playlist for Dark Bytes!
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Ivan Skilling, the real mystery is why and how the industry does not hire you as a screenwriter or novelist, or writer in general to create compelling sci-fi and social commentary horror!
Your descriptions of the intricate tech, the surreal digital realm of the SynBionic facility, the contrast of the few privileged against the public trapped in poverty, the details of the facility itself, the identifiers, the protocol, even the banter with the receptionist, the charming Dr. Timo, all this creates a fascinating layer upon layer of description, but also immersing us in the reality of this place, and the the city and society it takes place in.
There's such a bright energy, an honesty, a genuineness of truth mixing cynicism and candor, as well a firm, masculine energy that informs and influences your work. It always a thrill and reward to read each chapter of your respective series, Ivan Skilling.
I can't to keep reading the next chapter!!
Dystopia. Scifi. Action.
Three common themes shared by a collection of short stories.
This is the dark bytes – where humanity is transformed by cold and clinical bits.
"Love can be programmed, love can be enforced."
- The Self-Aware
"We speak a simple truth - Nothing is private, your memories are no longer yours."
- I Am Anonymous
"The previous owner’s home configurations would have conflicted with yours, resulting in strange anomalies within the home, commonly known as digital ghosts. You have nothing to be afraid of."
- Who Are You, Really?
"A board hung on the wall with the motto “Towards a Safer, Lawful World.” But to the defendant standing in that cold and clinical room devoid of humanity, nothing mattered anymore in this world."
- No Unturned Rock
"Red letters spelled out the name of the company “Xezbeth”. Below it was the company slogan, “Fake news at the tip of your finger”."
- Xezbeth
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