For those waiting on the next installment of Juliette and her machine, I have an important announcement:

The next chapter is going to take longer to come out because I've decided that I'm going to do a rewrite on the chapters previously published!!

I want the story to be the best I can make it, so there'll be times when I focus on rewriting it.

I hope you understand, and thank you for your patience and support!

Here's a preview of how the new prologue will look compared to the old:

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Original:

  But I had dreams. Nightmares, if you will. Somewhere deep down, I know they're memories.

A man, tall and demanding, drags me into the unknown. A woman, small and weak, desperately pleads for her daughter.

I only know I'm still alive because of the endless nightmares that plague my mind.

They said it would be dreamless, I remember thinking at one point.

But today was...different. I heard them before I saw them. Two voices, unbelievably human-like. They were, I guessed, curious about my condition.

That's why I thought it was cold.

Without warning, the power in my container was shut off, causing me to jolt awake. On the other side of the glass, I could vaguely see the shape and outline of two...men?

But that can't be right. They're dead.

New Version:

  Perhaps it was the cold that shocked me awake.

Or perhaps I had never fallen asleep. It was hard to tell as time slipped away like sand in an hourglass.

But my mind was clear. I couldn't see, couldn't hear. But I knew that today, I was aware. No longer helpless in the twisted landscape of my mind.

Someone had told me that my sleep would be dreamless. They had never spent a day in my container. Nobody had. Why had they given me false hope?

...No matter. Their flimsy motives have died long ago.

But I recall almost nothing of Then...just the shock and cold of Now.

"...brother....s.e..e.....h....um...an!"

Oh...there are people here. That must explain...why I feel more aware. What happened to...the project? Where was everyone?

The sudden rush of horrific what-if scenarios filled my body with adrenaline, and with nowhere to go, I attempted to fight, pounding on the glass. 

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So....I hope it looks worth the wait!

Let me know if you prefer the old or new version!