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 Sit back, relax, and get ready to enjoy a tale of truth, obsession, betrayal, and murder. SAY IT THREE TIMES is available as FREE weekly web serial--new segments released every Monday.
SAY IT THREE TIMES I was a cop. I was a good cop. Do not let them tell you anything different. It is the near future. Science is on the verge of giving us the ability to switch bodies with other people. The medical world stands poised to hail the new technology as a lifesaving advance beyond all others. Memory has become like playing cards, subject to the luck of the draw. The once comforting and familiar is made monstrous and strange. We are adrift in uncertainty. Facts have become compromise. They are the point where we decide to stop investigating. They are the truth we agree to. That we agree to accept. But they are not the truth. But the new technology, not even out of the lab, has already been leaked to the streets giving rise to the practice of body-jumping—the black market trafficking in switching bodies. The rich and powerful use it for entertainment. The more enterprising among us use it to commit the ultimate form of identity theft. There are things out there. They wear our faces. Wear our faces like hats. But they are not us. Perhaps they desire to be us, even aspire to it. But they cannot change their nature. Cannot change what is underneath. They say some men are monsters. The truth is, some monsters are men. When a homeless junkie claims to be media-mogul billionaire Theodore Dixon left stranded by a body jump gone wrong, there’s only one person willing to entertain the possibility he might be telling the truth—retired police detective “Honest Joe.” The only problem is—the Detective doesn’t want anything to do with the case. And now they want me to break the law. To circumvent the rules and regulations. To disregard the facts and make a new reality. Because I have become the law. The only law. The only law that can protect the weak and innocent. The thin blue line dividing light from dark. I will be the one to add facts. To omit them. To decide which are kept and which discarded. Reality and truth will no longer be inevitable and absolute. They will be choices. My choices. Finally, at last, I will have a choice. In what to do. What to say. How to act. Who to spare. But how do you prove a crime, when the technology that makes it possible isn’t even known to exist and there’s no way to know for certain who resides in any given body? In a world where people can change their features as easily as their shirts, nothing is as it seems and the truth can have many faces. They say perception alters reality. That seeing is believing. They are wrong. Reality is not what you make of it. Reality is what happens all around you. To the people you love. To the things that matter. Reality is a solid, immoveable wall. It is immutable. It is a flooding tide. And it is cold. It is hard. It is ugly. This is the story of what happens when we try to change reality. When we forget there can be only one truth.
SAY IT THREE TIMES
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