Absolute Unit
Trent’s next words are lost in a screaming pleasure-storm, his nervous system exploding like the Fourth of July, his every cell a fireworks display, throbbing, pulsing, exploding—
My God, my universe, this is AMAAAAAAZING—
This is why we exist. To feel, to experience, to taste everything this weird mixture of chemicals and physics we call life has to offer. Until this point, we were beginning to despair about our time inside Trent, who seemed mostly good for sampling all the pains and indignities that the human race could shell out. But now, in a crushed and overturned mini-car, we’ve hit our jackpot. The fireworks display is building, building, building until our cells flare white-hot and b
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