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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 10 and finale

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 10 and finale

A few Kilometers later, Viktor stopped. His lung was burning. Again he wished for mechanical legs. Behind him, the former golden statue of the Goldelse was staring into the nothing, having lost her head a few years ago, when a madman had wanted to make love with her, flying his self-built balloon next to her face. The police had handled him. And the explosion had handled the statue. No one had cared afterwards. Berlin was already mad and dying. Viktor…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 9

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 9

Water hit him like a bomb in the back. It was cold. It stank like 30 years of bad climate. It felt more like slime than water. He now was under the water, in the black darkness of lightless nights. Probably not even sunlight was able to cut through the stuff, the old Spree-river was now made of. Up, up, he had to go up. Something hit him on his leg. Moved. Disappeared. Still going up, Viktor felt another movement…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 6

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 6

The girl was 12, maybe 13 years old. She looked at him like a deer standing in the light of a car. She trembled, but not only, because she was so young. The door of the pod had been ripped open, when the pod had landed … crushed, in the park, blowing some trees to the smithereens, burying itselt into the earth and brickworks of the next house. There was something weird here, some non-explanation, but Viktor didn’t have time…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 5

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 5

For all tourists – if these people still existed somewhere-, the eastern part of Berlin looked the same. At least in the night. And at least from the lights. The long Unter den Linden still showed nice facades glowing in the endless parade of lampposts, shining their orange light into the crowns of the trees in the middle of the street. And yet, even the first and maybe second impression of the normality of this street could not stop the…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 4

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 4

He could see the glaring light, roaring upwards to the sky. Sadly, it was on the other end of Berlin, as Max had told him. This ray of light was part of the great diversion. And yet, he was not sure, if it would work. He had survived Tiergarten, a place, where people lived, dwelled, which were more loke hermits, but neither humble nor peaceful. He knew her looks, her eyes hidden behind walls of covers, as if they were…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 3

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 3

Standing in the rain again, Max looked at the smoke which rose from the tip of his cigarette. He barely smoked, but he liked the mix of smoke and fog, which rose from the sidewalk, from the underground bunkers, from the empty spaces, in which Lasseter slept now. Did he really sleep? „Any adress?“, he asked Viktor. „The official location is just top of the street to the right, Bismarckstraße, just 5 Kilometers away, but the real adress is more…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 2

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 2

Viktor dreamed about sunless skies and rotten towers looming over the endless silhouette of a small town. He often dreamed about this, feeling his feet walking over the puzzle pieces made from cobblestone streets. His eyes met the dark windows, the shadows behind them, sitting in buildings, houses, which were more or less empty. But not always. Often he heard a creaking sound from the voids behind the lidless glass, the movement of tiny feet slurping over rotten woods. But…

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Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 1

Berlin Nights 2053 – Chapter 1

It rained. It usually rained. The clouds over Berlin never disappeared, at least not for long. The moist of the constant memory, that climate was fucked, clinged to every wall, every person, everything. Even the fires, which burned on the streets, created more fog than heat. Even the ash became slime. And the humans, I mean, humanity probably mutated in the background, in some hidden cellar, delevoping webs between fingers and toes. But that was not a real problem. Viktor…

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Dämon – Kapitel 13 – Sandro –

Dämon – Kapitel 13 – Sandro –

„Ja?“ fragt die Stimme, „bist du dabei?“ Sandro nickt. „Klar.“ „Gut.“ Das Gespräch endet abrupt, ohne weitere Worte. Es klingelt wieder. „Sandro.“ „Jo.“ „Ich bins.“ Kevin. „Ja, was gibt’s?“ „Wir brauchen deine Unterstützung. Linda, sie…“ ein Schluchzen im Hintergrund, abgewürgt durch gewaltsame Selbstkontrolle, „Linda hatte einen Unfall. Es sieht nicht gut aus. Sie hat im Auto gesoffen. Dann ist… nun… sie ist auf Intensivstation. Es war ein Stein, ein Diamant, in ihrer Kehle.“ Kevin lacht, weit neben der Spur. „Ein…

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Dämon – Kapitel 12 – Linda

Dämon – Kapitel 12 – Linda

Es ist Dienstag, es ist 08:12 Uhr und die Welt dreht sich noch immer ein bisschen. Lindas Mund erinnert an eine Wüste nach einem Atomkrieg, Reste zusammengeschmolzener Autokorsos hängen in seinen Zähnen, der faulige Geruch von Leichen, die von Menschenfressern weggezerrt wurden, hängt noch in ihrem Atem. Sie dreht sich um, ihr Rücken bringt sie um. Eine präzise Ansage in dieser Restschlafzeit, die sie vollends aufweckt, nicht die Uhrzeit, die schon zu weit fortgeschritten ist, um das tägliches Ritual zu…

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