Prompt: The storms covering Jupiter cleared, but only for a moment, and we saw what was beneath it.
Prompt: After blowing your nose, you notice a metallic slug in the tissue. When you look up, your office looks very different.
Prompt: There is The Old One, The Great One, The Many Angled One, The Sleeping One and then there is you, The Cute One.
Prompt: You’re listening to music on shuffle on your phone as you get to sleep. However, the music mysteriously stops and you hear: “Is he awake?”
Prompt: She was walking down the abandoned, useless train tracks, over broken rails and bent metal… but then in the distance, she can see a headlight, and the unmistakable sound of a moving locomotive.
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