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25: Burrowed into its bamboozling heart

“Hello, Cadbury Fife”, the voice was disconnected, pointedly sexual, yet with some type of indeterminate undertone. Cadbury: I do not like your indeterminate undertone. Is there a light or any sort of illuminating substance in here? Cadbury preferred to control … Continue reading

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20: Coming from an axis of dementia

The world faded in without a modicum of decency. It is true that Selia rarely recognized her surroundings when she initially awoke. This always gave her moments of glistening hope… which then proceeded to pop like soap-filled bubbles as she recognized the … Continue reading

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19: A beautiful man with bountiful brain-bosoms

After the Great Collision, Marquis The Poet was triumphant in an incessantly despondent bleat. The squad of archaeologists remained diligent in their pursuit of theoretical research. And Selia and Cadbury continued discussing the Case of the Missing Self. Selia: Why do … Continue reading

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17: Relationships for the underslime

Two security guys stood on show outside the HurtyVibes Recreation Club. Security Guy 1: [Whispering] It’s The Detective… Security Guy 2 nodded into his muscles and cleared a path from some surrounding human foliage so that Cadbury and Selia could … Continue reading

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16: The Terms of Cadbury’s Detective Agency

As Selia sat across from Cadbury she became, for the first time, vaguely aware of Process. Perhaps it was the seeming total lack of Process that was urging her to believe that there must in fact be some process at … Continue reading

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15: Contemplating murder or suicide

Selia sat at her desk contemplating murder or suicide. Always a close call, she concluded. Her boss, Rafaella Ellison, Esq., had her preparing the usual idiotic set of mock agreements, statements and pronouncements in the case of The Government vs The … Continue reading

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14: The tragic outcome of our continued existence

Selia had taken to drinking heavily to prepare for work. Like work itself, it had become a ritual, a chore that she needed to executed in order to get through. Tonight, due to certain other responsibilities, such as detective’s appointments, … Continue reading

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12: The warm heartless shoulders of the world

And Selia returned to the night. Spat out from the elevator system, rotating its vile cadvertisements, spat out from the lobby and its horribly sad security detail, spat out from the GloDom Tower into the night of a million darknesses. She felt … Continue reading

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3: Squander my solitude with your presence

Returning to Cadbury’s office, Selia again found herself disoriented. The ambiance had shifted dramatically and now resembled something akin to a sauna room at a morgue. A dankness had also swept the outside sky and either night was falling early, or … Continue reading

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