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"Who are you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Who are you?"

"I am me!"

"I am me too. That doesn't mean anything."

"Well what do you want me to say?"

"Who are you?"

"What are you trying to do to me?"

"Find out who you are."

"Why are you torturing me!"

"Who are you?"

"I... don't know who I am."

"Now, we can begin..."




I have my hands on the steel wheel and my eyes on the road and I have a bent tire iron on the floor between my feet and a pair of blood soaked fingerless fake leather gloves dropped somewhere in the back and I have half a tank of high quality petrol that will take me all the way to a basement in Credit Bend and I have my faith and I have my guts and I have have no doubt that this is gonna end in total disappointment.

I hope it does.

For if there turns out to be some sense in this madness, then it will prove to run deep with the LifeNet. Maybe... just maybe it even comes from LifeNet itself. This madness that CoGs are displaying is so collective, so perfectly copied with no variations and no mutations. It's almost... machine like. There is something there that I feel comfortable with and that is the most uncomfortable thought I had in a long time. Their "Speaker of the Net", and the entity that whispers to their ears, and their holy books all remind me of GlobalTech's famous child.

But it will turn out to be a hoax. It better.

I have my hands on the steel wheel and my eyes on the road and a sticky, bloody computer chip that I've cut out with a switchblade from the nape of the CoG leader and I have my cool and I have my awkwardness and I have a debt to pay off to a merc that protected me during the heist. 50% of the loot, but when I offered to cut the chip in half she screamed that it's worthless in pieces. So I got to keep the whole chip and "analyze" it. Like I would know how to do that! All I can do is check how it was made, and maybe get super lucky with the serial.

It will turn out to be just a simple old cell phone chip that the CoG nutjob implanted under his skin 'cause "it's so cool and it makes you feel like a cyborg." Some shit like that.
Nothing to worry about.

I have my hands on the steel wheel, but every now and then I can feel my fingers trembling.

 

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Joe Spivey's picture

((If ever there was a man on a mission, Engel fits the bill to a tee. Something is going to have to give, somewhere down the line... I get the feeling it coud be messy

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Engel's picture

(( Messy? No, it's gonna be fine. Nothing to worry about. ))


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Subdane's picture

((Love it! And I miss the intensity of hanging around Engel :-D 

Great writing! 



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