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From: turbo@relex.com
To: fanfic@fanfic.com
Subject: [FFML] [1hour] One hour
Date: Thursday, June 26, 1997 3:32 AM

My response to the 1:00 challenge

This is a very interesting concept, using real time to denote
the plot of the 'fic.  However, things fall apart after these
paragraphs.

  Wait, I hear some foot falls. I look around, knowing that 
someone is coming. I cannot recognize the pattern, or the weight. 
  This guy is standing in the door way and is holding a bucket. It 
used to hold cold water. I know this because I have just changed. 
Again.
  "Here." He says simply throwing me a towel. I dry my face and 
arms. My clothes are a lost cause. He tosses in a duffle bag. "Put 
these on."

I don't understand what happened here.  Was it really
Akane who challenged him?  Or was that "Kaneda" fella
at the end really Akane?  The flow of the story
was perfect up until then.  Maybe you can clarify some things
for us.

  Oops. Ran out of time
  Turbo@relex.com

Foxtrot the Furryous, CBTFH, ret.
<sebast5228@theonramp.net>