Anna's Traumland

  The Class Reunion Molly did not want the day to end. It was already a quarter to eleven, and she was supposed to be home by now. Here she was, drinking her sorrows away, or literally her money away. She did not have much, but whatever she had, she spent on alcohol these days. This was the only satisfaction money could buy for her. Molly thought back to the time when she was a kid. She used to be the top scorer, everyone’s favourite, teachers included. She was good at sports as well; being a member of her school’s swimming team and the captain of the lacrosse team. Everything was good back then. Sitting at the right end of the bar, Molly wondered where everything went wrong. Was it the time her mother died, because of which she grew depressed? Or was it the poor college she enrolled in owing to her poverty? Yes, she became the class representative, but was it even worth it? Molly wondered if her life turned out like this as a consequence of her crimes. Nah, the latter could not be...

T h e  D o p p e l g a n g e r s The year was 2067, and the date was the 2nd of September, a Friday. The sun was glaring upon the Lemon household. Akira Lemon was still asleep, flying through the skies and swimming through the oceans that flooded her dreams. Her dog, Hiro, a two-year-old Siberian Husky, just sat beside her bed waiting for his master to open her eyes and to start the day when a knock was heard. It comprised small, regular raps showing how impatient the guest was. Mrs. Lemon appeared from the kitchen to look through the peeping hole. “Ugh, him again,” she whispered through gritted teeth and opened the door to reveal a tall man in his mid-thirties. His pearl white shone so brightly they rivaled the shine of the sun. “Hello Mrs Lemon,” the man murmured, “Would you like to help us in improving The System by giving this quick survey?” He spoke in a monotonous voice, the kind you’d expect to hear from a robot. “You can stop, you know. You guys disturb u...