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Before leaving the restroom, Zeus washed his hands again. He started to reach for another towel, then thought better of it. He punched the air dryer with his elbow. You had to be considerate of other members of the restroom-using community.
3/26/2036 7:30 PM: Sunyata
He found Kyoko in the machine room. She was sitting in the lotus position, trying to quiet the lusts and emotions that were running through her head. He ran his fingers through her wild, matted hair. If anything, the darkness in her eyes was greater now.
Zeus bent down and parted his hair to show her the triangular window he had opened on his bloody pulsating brain. He smiled and showed her the scalpel he has fashioned out of institutional cutlery. He pointed to her head and smiled. He could free her.
She looked at him in horror. She did not want to return to the hunger and emptiness that she had known outside these walls. She shook her head from side to side. In here, she could return to her cocoon of skin and at least the dream of flying like a butterfly at last.
Zeus reached to wipe away the tear that was flowing down her cheek. He knew he could not help her, and turned to walk away.
3/26/2036 8:00 PM: Jailbreak
Zeus meandered through twisting, fornicating bodies in search of an exit. When at last he had found one, the zombie guard pointed at Zeus' limp dick and emitted the silent scream first popularized by Donald Sutherland in the movie The Invasion of the Body Snatchers. However another "seeker" immediately tackled the guard, and the two of them began an intricate act of fornication that would pose a challenge even to the most highly-skilled pair of professional contortionists. Zeus walked straight through the exit and never looked back.
He felt the cold night air on his skin, reminding him that he was naked as a jaybird. He would need some clothing immediately if he didn't want Dr. Krupkenhoffer to reacquire him as a patient.
But he had to admit that Dr. Krupkenhoffer was a therapeutic genius. He never wanted to touch another human's skin ever again. He was completely cured.
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