by Max Barry

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Region: Northern Utopia

McNamara Civil Security Solutions Factory break-room, outskirts of New D.C.

“Oh Congress, my head is killing me.”

“What?”

“I said my head is killing me!”

“Oh... why?”

“I dunno. I guess it’s probably just my sleep schedule.”

“What, Staying up later than normal playing holo-tapes again?”

“Nah nothing like that. Lately I’ve been having intense nightmares.”

“Nightmares? About what?”

“Really weird stuff to be honest man... like, the other night you and a couple of the others out there kept trying to throw me into one of the machine belts.”

“What? Really? Why would you be dreaming stuff like that?”

“I dunno man but it’s getting to the point where I have nightmares every night, and each one is always worst than the last.”

“Maybe you should go see a psychiatrist dude. That stuff doesn’t sound normal OR pleasant.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah man. I think so.”

“Eh maybe your right.”

“I know I’m right. Anyways, my break is over in just a minute so I’m gonna go ahead and get back out on the floor. I’ll see you out there man.”

“Yeah... see you in a few.”

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