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whole dystopia

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Authorized Distributor: Hunter C. Farenga  |  SENSITIVE MATERIAL |  © 2026

Recovered Department of Observation File 1. A text transcription follows below.
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Case No. WD-3871

Subject: Hunter Farenga

Date:

Time:

Location:

Case Summary:

Patient was placed under our supervision. Patient claims to know the future. Patient did not respond to me. Patient only spoke when I left the room. Patient was unaware of supervision. I began distance observation only.

Current Activity:

Pacing back and forth in his room.

Patient Conversation:

This is a true story from the year 3871. As a result of the war in 2099, the world has slowly transformed into a whole dystopia. As totalitarianism tightens all across Earth, reaching a point of no return, this story follows Vinci —an ordinary nerd.

Vinci has spent the first twenty-one years of his life inside a sterile metal Pentagon. The Pentagon has provided everything he needs. Robots around the Pentagon are plentiful, single-purpose, and make life “easy.”

Vinci’s life is monitored. His schedule is forced. His future is predetermined. Surveillance cameras are tree ornaments. Sometimes people vanish.

Smile! You’re on camera...

On his twenty-first birthday, Vinci begins the Complete Standardized Testing for Young Adults: examinations designed to determine his permanent place in society.

But Vinci is weird, and the three robots he accidentally gave “real” life to are different. The examinations weren’t ready for him and his tiny metal monsters. Or, maybe they were waiting?

With the “help” of Vinci’s three robot animal companions:

— a parakeet with more attitude than most humans

— a toothless gecko with no sense of self-preservation

— and an “intelligent” sugar glider that scores Vinci’s life like an emotionally unstable DJ

Vinci uncovers what’s behind the cameras and his carefully controlled life collapses. Beyond the Pentagon that raised and sheltered him are worlds he’s not prepared for: street life, underground cities, live concerts, mechanical monsters, violent rebellion, freedoms more dangerous than anything he was taught to fear, and the scariest one of all, first love.

Hunted by the government and uncertain of whom he can trust, Vinci discovers that escaping his assigned life may have placed everyone else in danger. Everyone. That’s just the start.

Additional Notes:

The patient claims that the future is already in danger. He says we need to start recruiting now. We’re still not sure what for. He uses air quotes while speaking to himself, making it difficult to understand his true meanings . What’s strange is that he continuously predicts the future with accuracy.

We hope to discover more about the future through studying him.

We cannot release Hunter Farenga to the public as of yet. I suggest we place him under strict supervision and constant observation.

I believe we can learn a lot from him.

Recovered Department of Observation File 2. A text transcription follows below.
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Case No. WD-3871

Subject: Hunter Farenga

Date:

Time:

Location:

8 hours since patient admission.

The patient’s pacing has slowed and now appears deliberate rather than distressed. He seems to be searching the room for something. I tried to speak to him again. He didn’t look at me, but he requested paper, pencils, and music. Many of the patients here are better at communicating through writing and drawing, so I provided him with the materials. The patient refuses to work unless he is alone in the room. I continued observing him through the cameras. The patient exhibited hyperarousal while writing and listening to the same songs on repeat. His heart rate was completely unstable. He was sweating and writing as though completely consumed.

I’ve only observed these symptoms in severe post-traumatic stress victims, but he’s writing about events that haven’t happened yet? I understand why he’s here, but his theories about the future are much more elaborate than those of our typical patients. It’s not possible to exhibit such symptoms without reliving a memory. I need to continue observation.

24 hours since patient admission.

During my regular checkup, the patient acknowledged my existence. He looked at me and asked a series of questions I was unprepared to answer. I’m too embarrassed to share the conversation. I lay awake at night thinking about it. That and his writing.

I cannot begin to describe the things I have seen in his writing. I must admit that I’m beyond curious about the possible scientific applications of his bizarre predictions about the future. The predictions are unbelievable. The results may not be. He describes products, events, and conversations from the future in suspiciously specific detail. I’m starting to actually believe he knows something about the future. Ha-ha. That’s impossible.

48 hours since patient admission.

He’s building something. With nothing but paper and pencil. It’s beautiful. Some of his work seems to have dangerous implications. The patient claims the future can only be saved through government-developed methods of psychological influence that have not yet been discovered. He uses the word “brainwashing.” The claim is ridiculous, but what he’s building might not be. I need to continue studying all of his work to be certain.

For research purposes.

1 week since patient admission.

Hunter is talking to me regularly now. I am beginning to feel more trapped than he is, despite being the one permitted to leave the room. I’m not so sure who the patient is here anymore. Hunter— I mean, the patient gave me something to read. He instructed me that if I encounter a moment in his writing to play a song in the background, I should do so. I’ve never really been a fan of music, but his writing about the future fascinates me. I must give it a try.

1 month since Hunter’s admission.

I’ve run the numbers. I’ve checked the facts. I’ve read whole dystopia. I followed his instructions. It’s beginning to make sense. I am beginning to understand.

It’s like I’ve had a headache my entire life without ever realizing it, and he’s lifting it.

It’s Hunter’s— no. My professional recommendation is that we begin recruiting for project whole dystopia immediately.

It’s time for the Department of Observation to go public.

We’ll start with select, controlled groups.

We cannot allow his work to fall into the wrong hands.

We shouldn’t have this information.

It can be weaponized to harm the public.

We can use it to heal them.

The ones who observe will be able to see.

Recovered Department of Observation File 3. Click document to open full size.
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Welcome observer!

On behalf of the Department of Observation™, I’m happy to announce that whole dystopia, a crazy project I’ve been working on for years, is nearing beta-test readiness.

The Department of Observation is working diligently to give the general public a preview of whole dystopia. There are concerns that are currently being addressed.

This isn’t the preview? You have no clue.

For now, learn more about what whole dystopia is below. Or, if you’d like to get involved in the project, click on the Department of Observation box to learn more and apply.

We have a place for everyone!

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