Satire based on a Conditioning, in Brave New World
Where am I?
<Tab/>Dita woke up from what felt like an eternity of horrid dreams. Cold sweat ran down her face as she pulled the covers over her moist flesh. The screeching of a record player could be heard in the distance. The memories of the dreams drifted away slowly as Dita got out of bed. She put on a pair of slippers. They had never been worn. The whole room around her looked a bit strange, but familiar. In fact, she could not remember anything but this room. Is this her home? Her brain tells her that this is where she belongs. Home. The brain releases endorp…
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