The Hour
where the taste of can be so sweet
Chapter 1 by harkkonnen
Once a year every year for someone that comes of age they are granted a special hour long pass in which, short of , they cannot be prosecuted for any crimes committed. As you can imagine bank security has stepped up greatly and most women and lots of men are quite capable of protecting themselves so is not as overt as it is today. Where do you stand in this? You are a cubical monkey, you life revolves around a small computer and the endless crunch of numbers and symbols.
Day in and day out for 15 hours straight you type away your life meekly resigning yourself to your fate when one day, after fifteen years of boringly life breaking work one day right before heading off, you get a letter in the mail.
Upon first inspection it is strange, the envelope is black with silver accents all along its border. Picking it up there is the sigil of the local government as well as the federal emblem. So whateber it is you mumble to yourself it is quite official. I dunno it its a bit of overkill but folks who forge governmental sigils get hard time and broken fingers, same as money forgers. So...
What do you do?
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Once a year every year for an individual who's come of age, they are granted a special hour long pass in which short of they cannot be persecuted for any crimes they commit. Most people use this to get out of small things or settle petty grievances but what if someone saved up 10 hours’ worth of spree time, how would they go about settling old accounts and just how dark of an individual would they have to be in order to nurse a grudge for ten years?
Updated on Dec 24, 2015
by harkkonnen
Created on May 21, 2015
by harkkonnen
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