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INSUCCUBUS
Idea/ concept by DMFO
Co-Written By DMFO & Sadan Tamal
Editorial by Sadan Tamal
 
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K07/B01/ ?

Unlike any days, I went to sleep really early tonight. That will be dozing off the couch I placed in my lab office, yes in my lab cloth aka magenta suit. You'll get used to it once you worn it long enough. It became like your second skin.

Unlike ordinary nights, I went to bed really early this night. Well, if call the dozing off on the couch I have in my lab office goint to bed. It's not like I use my bed at home that much anymore, maybe I should rent my place out to someone else. I didn't bother to get out of my lab clothes. You get used to the magenta suit if you wear it long enough. The suit is like a second skin now.

On ordinary nights I'd just black out going through the collected data of all the conducted tests. The Oculus VR and the dumps of the Data Core, my little miracle processing unit. All the simulators and penetration peripherals are triggered through here. Also the mix of gasses, pheromones, oxygen and sedation to bring the subject into the simulated experience. 

On ordinarly nights there would be a growing feeling of tiredness. A split second of darkness. Then I'd wake up again. Anxious, stressed. Sometimes soaked with sweat. Sometimes soaked with tears. Repeat until morning. That's how it has been since I've submitted myself as a subject to the project.

But not tonight. It wasn't long before I became aware that I was dreaming. I realized that I've been here hundreds of times. In that split second of darkness. The details vary, but in general the scenario is always the same.

It's the day the person I'm in love with walks away. She doesn't say a word. No matter what I do, I can never stop her from going through that door. I can try to grab her, to hold her, even block her way. She just walks through me. In the nightmare the flow of time is somehow broken. 

She walks slowly, so slowly for each step. But the real nightmare starts when she vanishes beyond that door. The room disintegrates. It starts with the furniture, then it spreads to the walls. As everything dissolves into molecules, I sometimes cower in a corner, too scared to move. Sometimes I try to follow her, but unseen forces push me back. Sometimes I run around in panic, trying to hold onto something that could stop me from being sucked into the darkness. Eventually the floor disappears and I fall into the endless darkness.

So here we were again. Me and her. In the same room, about to play out the same nightmare again. I knew my role. I would confess my feelings to her and she would stand up as soon as I would finish talking. Just that it didn't happen.

Instead of leaving she just looked at me. Like frozen in time. Then she slowly disappeared. Not violently, not dissolving into her elementary particles. She just faded away quietly. Then the room followed. But nothing fell through the floor. It just faded away, until only myself was left. My clothes were gone, too, but it was okay. A mysterious, purple-ish light began to manifest, illuminating a path ahead of me.

With the threat of the nightmare gone I felt compelled to investigate the lead. As I walked towards it I realized that I was actually laying on a test bed, the purple light now above me. A dark, murky figure began to descend down from ceiling. My body trembled, I tried to moved but somehow i was paralyzed. All I could do was staring as the figure gracefully touched down on the floor.

Another woman, I figured from the silhouette. As she walked provocatively slowly towards me, the dimensions of the room started to warp. In the second between her steps in the distance I could clearly see her in close proximity. She - or it? - wore a sepia suit. I couldn't tell who's behind the helmet, as it was entirely in solid purple.

Was I still dreaming? Was I lucid at all? I had no control over this dream to what was going on?
Could it be that I was still hooked to the OCULUS? Unaware, at the simulation's mercy?



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