For some time now I feel like a character stuck in a game with bad graphics. I go up, down, on some stairs that always crumble at the last step. I begin again, this time through underground tunnels in the hope that I will find the door to the next level. I hope it's gonna be one. I find it. I go through, with the usual loadout, the same stairs, the same tunnels, the same shitty graphics. Never-ending shit. My health bar - full. Something seems to be changing. Three doors appear in front of me. I have to choose. That's it. I know. Ctrl. Alt. Delete.
(Translated by Constantin Istrate / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. Daria Protopopescu / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2023, the group has 10,220 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
