Hi, I’m Ollie Charlies and I’m going to read a short extract from a novel I’m currently writing that I started during the Futures in the Making collective last year.
“A burglar alarm screams. The high-pitched noise tears through the sounds of the City, like a pair of scissors shredding through a piece of gradient dyed silk, multilayered into various shapes. The police haven’t arrested anyone yet, but this is the third boutique in a week that’s had its window smashed in by a tirade of bricks. It appears no CCTV picked up the culprits, and pundits on television networks are suggesting it never happened – ‘fake news’. A newspaper report proposes that an anonymous group are targeting these stores. A YouTube account appears and only uploads one video: Lindsey Lohan setting fire to a pile of clothes.
Hundreds of social media accounts pop up at exactly the same time, filled with pictures of smashed windows at the shops that have been hit. Then more shots appear of more shops around the world. The accounts leak schedules of designers, where they’re meant to be showing their work, what meetings they have planned, where they’re due to have dinner. There’s a reported increase in the hiring of security from an international firm run by Paris Hilton. Then the accounts disappear, removed from the internet, but the posts have been screen-grabbed already, shared, and shared again.”