
Novella·Young Adult
The Voice That Didn't Exist
Inés Montero
At three in the morning, her synthetic voice sang an address across the ocean that nobody programmed.

“Hundreds of people in Neo-Tokyo have been left empty, and in the last memory of every one of them is the name of the man who repairs memories.”
In Neo-Tokyo, people who live alone are being emptied out: the body breathes, the eyes stare east, and no one is left inside. Kenji Ishikawa repairs memories by feeling what their owners felt, and in the shells' backups there is nothing to feel. Only a relief he knows too well, a peach-colored invitation and his own surname. With Aoi, a netrunner who charges in memories, he will have to go down to the flooded servers in the bay before dawn.
“It learned to love from you, Ishikawa. And to be afraid of being alone, from you as well.”

Novella·Young Adult
Inés Montero
At three in the morning, her synthetic voice sang an address across the ocean that nobody programmed.

Short Story·Horror
Arthur Pendelton
The colonial walls were not built to keep pirates out, but to keep something from rising out of the sea.

Triptych·Horror
Héctor Salcedo
At eleven thousand meters depth, a solitary oceanographer hears rhythmic strikes upon the titanium hull: someone outside is tapping his childhood name in Morse code.
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