Futureland: Nine Stories of an Imminent World
Walter Mosley
Language: English
Pages: 378
ISBN: B00CSCNJSI
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
In “Whispers in the Dark,” an ex-con sells his organs to ensure his brilliant nephew’s future. The boy will grow up to have the highest IQ ever recorded, but the uncle, who sold his eyes, won’t be able to see it. In “Voices,” a history professor becomes addicted to a drug called pulse, which gives him access to a world of vivid fantasy while tearing his brain to shreds. By the time the professor qualifies for a brain transplant, he’s no longer sure what’s real and what’s imagined. And in “Angel’s Island,” a convict in the world’s largest private prison reveals the facility’s chilling secrets.
In this critically acclaimed collection of stories, noir legend Walter Mosley takes his unique vision of American society into the future. As the nation descends into chaos, its citizens wonder, Is the world ending, or has the apocalypse already come and gone?
chairs where he seemed to be sleeping. “Pipi,” Fera whispered. The young man opened his eyes. “Yeah?” Fera went to sit on the floor next to him. “I been thinkin’.” “ ’Bout what?” “About my mom and all those things Lordess said. About you.” “Me?” “Daddy’s always sayin’ that boxing is just a metaphor.” “What’s that?” “It’s when you call something one thing but really it’s something else.” “Huh?” “Like if I called somebody a worm or a germ or a dog. He’s not really, but then again he is.”
trim little bed and the console computer, an XL-2500 Decadon. “Get up and get in that bed on your own, convict,” M Lamont ordered. Bits did as he was told as best as he could manage. It took him a moment to build up the strength to stand, turn, and fall onto the bed. “This won’t hurt, convict,” Sella said as she used a laser injector the size of a rifle to deliver the serum to his veins. “But I must tell you, the snake pack has diagnosed you with a strain of subbac cancer.” “What’s that
secretary of the illegal organization the Church of Life Everlasting (CLE) . . . [subsearch-1: Church of Life Everlasting (CLE); seeking to clone bodies and reintegrate the cells of deceased members into brain cavity of new life . . . process declared illegal by congressional proclamation in 2019]. ..broke with the central committee of the CLE in 2031 over moral questions . . . convicted in 2032 of illegal acquisition of brain materials from the Ugandan Labor Corps . . . served a seven-year
Nile. “What? How? What for?” “How many people do you think work in GEE-PRO-9?” the small man asked. “One hundred and three.” “No. We have six hundred forty-two members in our cell.” “That’s impossible. It’s policy to have one hundred and three prods in each GT. That’s all. Never more, and only less if someone is sick or dies or gets fast-fired. I worked in a GT where the assignment desk sent an extra prod once. They laid me off for a day because of it. It was the only day off I’ve ever had
back to Un Fitt’s megalomania, Arnold Roth’s death, and his mother. “I love you, Neil,” Charity said to him later that night. The sting of her slaps were still on his cheeks, both upper and lower. “You do?” “I like the way you submit to me, how I found out how to get you hot and how you let me. And . . .” “And what?” “You’re really funny and nice. Most rich men don’t even see you. Even if they fuck you they don’t remember your face. You knew my name after the first time I said it. That’s