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THE PEPPERMAN AND A WORLD OF CHAOS

I OPENED A DOOR TO A CHAOTIC SCENE. THIS WAS THE FUTURE YET MORE LIKE A DREAM. THE FIRST AMENDMENT HAD CEASE TO EXIST. FREE THINKING PEOPLE WERE ON A HIT LIST. A MILLION SCREAMING PROTESTERS, WANTING TO BE HEARD. ELITES AND POLITICIANS DON'T WANT TO HEAR A WORD. MILITARY SPECIALIST, DRESSED IN ARMORED GEAR. KILLING PEOPLE LEFT AND RIGHT HERE BOTH FAR AND NEAR. A MILLION MICRO ROBOTS FLYING IN THE AIR. ANOTHER MILLION ON THE GROUND. IT SEEMS THEY'RE EVERYWHERE. SOME ARE FLYING JUST TO SEE, WHILE OTHERS ARE SPRAYING GAS. A FEW ARE EQUIPPED WITH AMMUNITION, UNLEASHING MICRO BLAST. FREQUENCIES ARE STREAMING, TO ALTER PEOPLES THINKING. THE GOAL OF ALL THIS CHAOS, IS TO KEEP THE POPULATION SHRINKING. PEOPLE SPRAYING SEAWATER ON THE FLYING BOTS. HOPING THAT WHEN IT DRIES THE LITTLE PROPELLERS STOP. PEOPLE SPRAYING TREE SAP, ON THE GROUND ROBOTS. JUST CAUSING MORE CHAOS FOR THE PEOPLE AT THE TOP.

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