“LET ALL MORTAL FLESH KEEP SILENT”: IN THE NEW CENTURY I THINK WE WILL ALL BE INSANE. First scene of new short story. Um. This is a rough one. Rated for sexualized violence, and vice versa. (Mostly in the second scene, not this one.) It’s a dystopia, with all that implies; this is about Bad Things happening. I don’t, you know, write this stuff unless I think the story requires it. Anyway: Irina tries to figure out whether it’s winter, and Alison prepares her materials for an experiment. Here. Second scene probably tomorrow.