"Eight...."
Three Visionaries oversaw my Vision reception. They used a headset to link into my mind, so they could see the Vision, too. And then everybody knew.
Everybody knew.
Everything.
The looks on the Visionaries' faces afterward made me want to curl up and disappear. They despised me, feared me. Of course, my parents and I argued profusely. This....could not be true. I would never....
How could my future go so horribly wrong?
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The Vision
Short Story"T-minus ten seconds until total obliteration." In which a person faces imminent death, their future becomes their past, and we raise the question: can you be punished for something you haven't yet done? Winner of the Inspiration! short story contes...
