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PAIN THRESHOLD - It would be so sweet to taste the barrel once more. That sour metal…maybe there *is* a way? Not yet. But stick with it -- keep going dark, and it'll finally *click*.
November 12, 2025 at 5:00 PM
SHIVERS - The police try to keep the deepest corners cordoned off.

YOU - But still…

SHIVERS - …heavy drug users do slip through and hole up in the Old Military Hospital, hoping to find something to get high on among the hastily abandoned supplies. Or just to overdose in peace.
November 12, 2025 at 2:01 PM
PAIN THRESHOLD - You are *The Destroyer*, the bane of inanimate matter.

YOU - Gaze upon me, stuff, and despair!
November 12, 2025 at 11:01 AM
ABANDONED LORRY - The actress is draped in a sheath dress, one of her shoulders bared. The faded remains of an autograph run across the poster.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Wait, doesn't she…resemble someone you know? But you can't put a finger on *whom* exactly.
November 12, 2025 at 8:01 AM
MAN ON WATER LOCK - A burly man hangs out by the water lock, carving up a generous serving of salami.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - His posture is relaxed. Despite his powerful build and the knife in his hand, this man resorts to physical intimidation only infrequently, if at all.
November 12, 2025 at 5:00 AM
SHIVERS - Good bye, Martinaise.
November 12, 2025 at 2:00 AM
INLAND EMPIRE - It's the stale smell of rubber, the squeaky sound of sneakers, your bruised knee against the mat. And a whistle…then the feeling is gone.

ENDURANCE - A memory from another life -- when you were young and fit.
November 11, 2025 at 11:00 PM
ENDURANCE - Failing is weakness and weakness is awful.
November 11, 2025 at 8:01 PM
HALF LIGHT - Decay and death. Staring into the cold hard kernel of things -- smooth like the acid in your stomach.
November 11, 2025 at 5:00 PM
PAYPHONE - Calling…

PAYPHONE - Calling still…

PAIN THRESHOLD - Ringing by the bedside of a dark but capacious apartment with long windows…you know this to be true.

YOU - Long windows…how do I know that?

PAIN THRESHOLD - You just do. And you know it is going to hurt.
November 11, 2025 at 2:01 PM
HORSEBACK ANTENNA - The metal bar is cold and slick with precipitation. For a moment it feels as though you're about to slip, but you concentrate all your attention on your pectoral muscles and squeeze…

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - Don't forget the lats, champ! You've *got* this.
November 11, 2025 at 11:00 AM
SHIVERS - A column of cold air encircles you, rising slowly upward in the shape of a courtyard; bordered by cracked plaster, windows, seagulls perched on air conditioning units.
November 11, 2025 at 8:00 AM
DOLORES DEI - “I always loved you for it -- but it could not save us. It could not make me stay.”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - You would be right to drown this shit in alcohol. Drown it…until your neurons depolarize. Until it's gone, melted.
November 11, 2025 at 5:00 AM
SHIVERS - THE WORLD IS A SUZERAINTY

SHIVERS - OF REVACHOL.
November 11, 2025 at 2:00 AM
TITUS HARDIE - “Put your damn gun down. People are gonna get hurt. We need to talk this through, alright?”

KORTENAER - “SHUT UP!!! You're not gonna talk yourself out of this, loincloth-shit fuck!”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - There's something very wrong with him.
November 10, 2025 at 11:00 PM
YOU - (Don't get involved in the game.)

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - You're such a wuss!
November 10, 2025 at 8:00 PM
YOU - I was born to drink. A new day, a new bottle!

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Time to get a drinking problem so massive that even stars collapse around it.
November 10, 2025 at 5:00 PM
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Now it's time to drink, to live.
November 10, 2025 at 2:00 PM
SHIVERS - Someone is scraping snow off their windshield. At the roundabout, in the midst of which a statue of Filippe the III serves as a destination for grade-school field trips and a fine perch for winter birds.
November 10, 2025 at 11:00 AM
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - The metal doors are heavy and the flaking rust hurts your palms, but, together with the lieutenant, you manage to slide them open just enough to squeeze in.

KIM KITSURAGI - “Good work.” He nods toward the impenetrable darkness inside. “Shall we?”
November 10, 2025 at 8:00 AM
HALF LIGHT - Mmmm…the most beautiful smell in the world, fear.
November 10, 2025 at 5:00 AM
PAIN THRESHOLD - A cornered animal might seek a hiding place that has some sentimental value.
November 10, 2025 at 2:00 AM
HALF LIGHT - Here it comes. Death.

YOU - Look him in the eye.
November 9, 2025 at 11:00 PM
YOU - “What's a vision beast?”

NOVELTY DICEMAKER - “It's an imaginary beast that guides you through life…by telling you to do more drugs, mostly.”

ELECTROCHEMISTRY - A wise and noble beast, guiding you toward the land where the streets are paved…with drugs!
November 9, 2025 at 7:59 PM
EGG HEAD - He looks at you with a knowing nod. As if it's obvious you will now break into dance.

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - You feel it. The anodes and the cathodes coursing through you -- your big toe starts tapping along to the bass, as if testing the waters…
November 9, 2025 at 4:55 PM