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December 27, 2007


New Year's Eve, 2055.

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Nobody had been around to talk to Freddy today. They were far too busy. Hair had to be styled and tuxedos needed to be picked up. It was New Year’s Eve and there was cause for celebration.

Two weeks prior, in a feat of science, Freddy was woken from his cryogenic sleep. A long time from when he was first diagnosed with an inoperable tumour. Now, he was out of his chamber and disease free.

When the clock struck midnight, the fireworks boomed on the horizon. Freddy whimpered at the sound and longed for the comfort of a boy long-dead.

Posted by: Rick at December 27, 2007 8:22 PM · Permalink

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