Short Story – Science Fiction, Fantasy.
There’s a city, not far from the one you remember.
It still has towers. Still has trains rusting on the tracks. Still has a river snaking through its heart. But it no longer moves like it used to. There are no morning rush hours. No arguments in coffee queues. No hum of life pushing against the silence.
Only shadows.
Only memory.
The Scarcity Engine isn’t a device. It’s not a towering AI or some glowing core at the centre of things. It’s quieter than that. More efficient. It’s a protocol buried inside the infrastructure. Something written years ago, back when people still believed they’d be taken care of.
It makes decisions now. Quiet ones. About who gets to eat. Who gets heat. Who gets seen. And who disappears.
No one talks about it, but everyone feels it.
On Monday, April 28th I’ll be releasing a new six-part science fiction story.
It’s called The Scarcity Engine. It takes place in a world not so far from ours. Just a few decisions deeper into the wrong timeline.
You won’t get answers right away. That’s not how this world works.
But the silence has been building for years.
And something, or someone, is about to break it.
