Drop Zone

fiction, drama, society, culture, personal, journals · EN

I know what I’m seeing in the mirrors. The maintenance crews, the "routine" roadside stops, the vehicles that seem to follow the same erratic logic as my own—they aren't accidents. I’ve realized that the world is being managed, and I’ve seen too much of the machinery. They know that I’m watching. I can feel the change in the air every time I pull over. But as long as I stay in this truck, and as long as I keep the tape rolling, I’m still ahead of them. This is my documentation of the patterns they think I haven't noticed. If you find these files, you’re already part of the trail. I’m just a guy in a truck, and you’re just a listener. Let’s keep it that way. Don't look too long at the workers. Don't acknowledge the shadows. Just listen. Art by- SurrealSloth on Discord Hosted on Acast. See