so you can congratulate yourself and forget the whole thing

well you see it isn’t really stable

I mean the software

and I lost a lot of the influence how it morphs with the network

remember it is online 24/7 and never disconnects

it never sleeps

it is very powerful

and it’s looking for me.

oookay… so … how powerful is it?

I don’t really know… I think it can kill

you think? you made it right?

well not exactly… I made a lot of modifications and … well yes. i guess you could say I made it. but the core comes from something that wasn’t mine so to speak.

where does it come from then?

I found it.

what?! you found it?! like where?! on the street?!!

no don’t be stupid…

there was an accident I was involved in alright …

i knew all the people … they’re all dead

I was the only one to get out alive from the mess that ensued … but if you would ask me … I was on this plane by...

so he, the guy, can see and hear everything

he truly does

all the time

and there are only few types of creations that can escape from his view

i belong to one of them and i can make sure he cannot hear or see me

so when i started to travel around the world few years ago i observed people a bit closer and the world as he has arranged it and i started to think that i don’t like this guy at all

not a single bit

in fact i think he needs to get his ass kicked

for all this messed up job he has done

i mean come on! nasty and really bad people, children being hungry or people dying for no reason at all. the really really not nice stuff.

so i thought of creating a device

a powerful robot that could help me find him and make him put things right

this little robot isn’t just a simple metal machine

it looks like a human girl and even think it’s a human girl

and she is really...

the implant had dark-grey finish and it was difficult to see the point where polymer gently morphed into his dark tattooed skin

he seemed proud of the job they did at the clinic and I wasn’t surprised he was. it seemed like a good job indeed.

I touched the patch on my arm and wondered how does a direct link feel like

there are moments when I imagine I can almost feel it

I know it’s not real and having no artificial parts inside my body I couldn’t even read the logs he’s neural enviro files in real time

but I knew all too well the coldness of some nonorganic matter that is very real when engaging full sensory interface

the organics call it “the choice” or “spirits” or “purgatory” and a doorway to embrace singularity…

it is a controversial topic but …

fuck, I’ve seen what happened to wingnuts! you don’t get your brain blown out through your eye sockets just by thinking about...

have you got any log files?

no. we don’t tend to keep archives. it’s not like you can keep an archive.

yeah i see the point like a conversation, right?

or sex.

well yeah … didn’t think of that … I’d better go … I’ll see you around … maybe we should have sex sometime?

sure.

I looked around the foyer while DC was exchanging the details still munching his apple

he mumbled something to the guy and then turned towards the door.

I raised my hand to the kid and followed DC towards the doorway.

out on the street.

in to the car.

while inside he started to look through his log marking up bits of conversation and sending it to his contact in…

where are you going to get his stuff from?

I already did.

okay

Morocco. I have a contact there. cutting edge stuff.

I wouldn’t expect less … don’t you fell like you want to save him?

I am saving him.

true.

I’m his best chance at getting out of this alive.

yeah I know

but you see … I’ve seen many young hackers like him … and sometimes … I wonder if I shouldn’t just sell him of to a body clinic straight away. I wouldn’t get as much money … but it would save him a lot of pain

you think so?

I know so. look...

it’s such a pleasant and quiet evening. very hot after hot day but now I can feel chilling breeze cutting through the dense air.

the storm seems just moments away but it might as well not come at all.

… and here comes the rain.

back inside.

the cat sleeping on an empty bed.

tea. cigarette. silence.

I feel almost at peace

kind of happy

I will lay down in bed in a moment trying to fall asleep. but I won’t. I’ll be thinking about all the work I haven’t done today.

and how lost i feel there even though i know every corner of the fabric on this side

i don’t even enjoy the data flow the same as i used to do

it’s all so mellow and almost tasteless

I don’t know where you are and what bed you are sleeping in tonight. I’m slowly learning not to care anymore.

I can still remember the other night.

the sad song you sang,

your words telling me that you love me,

and the sex.

the...

hello

I’m sorry for breaching the usual protocol but I don’t want to be making a public query.

I can commit some of the resources I have left for this cycle and could arrange further commits if needed. however I would like to do so via constructs with no direct association.

I’ve been recently hospitalised after crashing into the protective layer of the databank. there were some questions as to the software used and legality of my equipment. I kept my licence so you don’t need to worry but I would need some info without alerting the moderators.

engaged on

sure

engaged off

the point is that I don’t know much about implants on such level and have no experience with the hardware used in similar situations. however during the investigation few things started to bother me.

engaged on

go on

thanks, at first I clearly remember taking instructions from an avatar which I thought was...

i touched the computer laying on the bedside table

I could almost feel it’s gentle throbbing

I imagined it’s the script working tirelessly corrupting all files

I knew she was very much alive

and I knew all the possible paths she could take

first the log files

network settings

neural enviros

system set-up files

and then she will hit the core

making herself immune to all I could possibly find to prevent the corruption

I was wondering if it’s all over

if I could salvage and rescue anything from that I had left

I knew the answer all too well

I’m a fool

falling

burned

out of the siberian sky

I’ve been starring into the space for a split of a second … maybe …

i really cannot tell

holding on to the emptiness in front of me

then I felt the gravity pulling me back towards the surface

my heart sank like a stone and that’s probably when I was pulled towards the automated recovery unit.

i assume it must have arrived after being alerted by the surge in power usage caused by the contact with the defensive layer

no i certainly did not call for it nor asked for assistance

the next thing I was crouching with my hands on the floor and vomiting violently …

the medical staff was already there although i don’t remember seeing them

I don’t remember the exact time but it should be within my log files.

yes I aproved access to all my files and my primary interface.

no I don’t know who was on the rescue team or what model of the construct was used.

I remember blond female avatar...