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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel


Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha

The head of accounting is taking me on a tour through the facilities, explaining that the curriculum is overhauled; they’ve done completely away with tests.  “Really?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.  “So is there some kind of final task  or something before graduation?”  The head of accounting says nothing, only smiles.  He walks to a mannequin of Herbert Kornfeld, the Model Accountant (that’s an Onion reference, for those of you in the know) and pulls down his demure set of glasses.  A secret gateway opens in the wall, just like the clock entrance to the Batcave.  My trepidation grows as we walk down a dank, winding staircase.  Finally, we stop before a row of bubbling green pools that are carved into the subterranean rock.  I look over my shoulder; the door we entered through looks like it’s a million miles away, a tiny dot of light at the top of the stairwell.  “THIS is what…

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