Prompt from here: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/hopquy/wp_a_recent_scientific_breakthrough_has_led_to/
Content warning: Um. vague philosophical horror, also discussion of end of life.
The Arenoraan Treatment was supposed to be the best new thing in the world, or rather, it had been supposed to be the best new thing ten years ago . Ten years before that, ten years before that – scientists had been inching the lifespan longer a little at a time.
The Arenoraan Treatment, it was supposed to be the best; it was supposed to let people live happily at least to their two-century mark, if not long beyond. The assumption was, of course, that while people who were now around 135, 140 were enjoying their extended lives, scientists would have time to figure out the next step in immortality.
I was only 90 at the time, but I was looking forward to it. Only ninety still sounded amazing to me, because at fifty-five, I’d been starting to fall apart. Now here I was, ninety, and nothing ached and nothing creaked and I was down to one pill a day, and that was a multivitamin supplement. Continue reading
Content warning: the below includes casual discussion of past murder, suicide, murder-suicide, mass murder, and child abuse.
For all that, it’s a relatively light-hearted piece.
“What the hell?”
First the woman had kidnapped him – he sort of remembered “does this smell like chloroform to you?” and then he was here, tied up in a very quaint kitchen. Then she’d poured something down his throat, something that smelled awful and tasted worse, and held his nose and pressed his lips closed until he swallowed the shit.
The worst of it was, he didn’t recognize her at all, and yet she seemed maddeningly familiar. “Have you been stalking me?” That might explain it, if he’d seen her here and there. “And if so, why? It’s not like my family has money for ransom. It’s not like I-”
The memories started to hit. He swallowed twice, blinked, and realized why the kitchen seemed so familiar. They’d raised their first child here – what?
“What?” Continue reading