The Library


The men shuffle along under my watchful gaze, resigned to their fate. These are the worst criminals in the galaxy: murderers, human traffickers, etc. The machine does not care about their histories. It cares only about its appointed task: carbon freezing.

Further up the line, the machine lowers a man into the chamber. He doesn’t resist. A vapor cloud rises from below, followed by a solid carbon block containing the man.

He begins his journey to “the library,” a vast network of storage facilities with tens of thousands of carbon blocks, each carefully cataloged for a sentence measured in centuries.

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Patrick O’Ryan is an unabashed statuephile with way too many crazy story ideas. When he’s not reading or writing tales of transformation, you’ll probably find him on the ski slopes or a disc golf course somewhere in Idaho.

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