captive cyborg?”
The wounded male shrugged. “I don’t know who she is other than she spoke to me while on our way here.”
“Spoke? How is that possible? I don’t recall us getting any transmissions.”
“She spoke in my mind.”
As a cacophony of questions ensued, Adam held up his hand for silence. “Rewind, Avion, and help us out here. When you say she spoke to you, do you mean mind to mind?”
“Yes.”
“But I thought your wireless capabilities were incapacitated when you lost your nanos?”
“They were, and still are, yet she still managed to speak to me. She called herself One. We didn’t talk long, but from what I gleaned, I believe she’s a prisoner and, given the fact that she could communicate with me, an important one to us all.”
“And you’re just telling us now?” Anastasia accused, hands planted on her hips in a very human gesture Adam doubted she consciously noted.
“I wasn’t sure you’d believe me. I wasn’t even sure I believed it myself. But since we’ve arrived planet side, it’s almost like I can sense her.”
“What do you mean by sense?”
“I guess the most apt comparison is a magnetic pull. I feel drawn to a certain direction. I don’t know how to better explain, other than I believe she is the one pulling me.”
“Dude, if I hadn’t been with you the entire trip, I’d think you smoked some seriously hallucinogenic drugs.”
“Or he’s suffering delusions brought on by his body shutting down because of the dead bots,” Anastasia mused aloud.
“Or,” Adam interjected, coming to Avion’s rescue, “his condition has made him susceptible to contact with someone important to our cause. Whatever the case, if we’re ready to believe in aliens, then we shouldn’t discount what he says. So we have four objectives and, by the sounds of it, most center around CyberGlys Technology.”
“Where apparently you work as a soldier,” Seth added.
“I do, and it wasn’t easy I’ll tell you. I’ve been boot licking and yes sirring for the last two years now. I’m a corporal on guard rotation for a science lab under the factory.”
“I’m sure I speak for all of us when I say, how the fuck did you manage that? I thought the military had screening in place to weed out cyborgs.”
Adam smiled. “I’m just that good.”
Rosalind snorted. “He means I’m that good. All screening protocols rely on computer programs. With the right hack, you can get scanners to ignore certain things, say like the metal in a certain dumbass’ body when he goes through security.”
“Why can’t we implement that for every cyborg?”
“Because one reroute attached to a single ID is easy to slide by, but when you start adding in more…” Rosalind trailed off.
“Gotcha,” Seth replied. “So, we’ve got an inside set of eyes and ears. And?”
“And there is definitely something going on below the main factory. Something to do with the nanos. I just don’t know what yet. My current mission has been to find out more, which, I’ll admit, hasn’t been easy. That place has got some hardcore security in place. But I’ll let my expert tell you more about that.”
Rosalind took over as they entered into her world of expertise—observation. “We’ve been watching this installation for some time. On the surface, it’s a military protected manufacturer. They make toys, cool ones that aren’t available to the public, although I’m sure they’ve sold a few on the side to those with deep pockets. But what those toys are has been unclear until your arrival. I’ll admit, my sources didn’t know about the cloaking tech or bugs.”
“Not even rumors?” Seth couldn’t hide his surprise.
Rosalind shook her head. “They are definitely keeping tight-lipped, and we’ve had little success discovering anything. Our biggest issue is their security is tight. Real tight. We tried to get a cyborg onto their production floor a few months ago. It didn’t go so well.”
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The wounded male shrugged. “I don’t know who she is other than she spoke to me while on our way here.”
“Spoke? How is that possible? I don’t recall us getting any transmissions.”
“She spoke in my mind.”
As a cacophony of questions ensued, Adam held up his hand for silence. “Rewind, Avion, and help us out here. When you say she spoke to you, do you mean mind to mind?”
“Yes.”
“But I thought your wireless capabilities were incapacitated when you lost your nanos?”
“They were, and still are, yet she still managed to speak to me. She called herself One. We didn’t talk long, but from what I gleaned, I believe she’s a prisoner and, given the fact that she could communicate with me, an important one to us all.”
“And you’re just telling us now?” Anastasia accused, hands planted on her hips in a very human gesture Adam doubted she consciously noted.
“I wasn’t sure you’d believe me. I wasn’t even sure I believed it myself. But since we’ve arrived planet side, it’s almost like I can sense her.”
“What do you mean by sense?”
“I guess the most apt comparison is a magnetic pull. I feel drawn to a certain direction. I don’t know how to better explain, other than I believe she is the one pulling me.”
“Dude, if I hadn’t been with you the entire trip, I’d think you smoked some seriously hallucinogenic drugs.”
“Or he’s suffering delusions brought on by his body shutting down because of the dead bots,” Anastasia mused aloud.
“Or,” Adam interjected, coming to Avion’s rescue, “his condition has made him susceptible to contact with someone important to our cause. Whatever the case, if we’re ready to believe in aliens, then we shouldn’t discount what he says. So we have four objectives and, by the sounds of it, most center around CyberGlys Technology.”
“Where apparently you work as a soldier,” Seth added.
“I do, and it wasn’t easy I’ll tell you. I’ve been boot licking and yes sirring for the last two years now. I’m a corporal on guard rotation for a science lab under the factory.”
“I’m sure I speak for all of us when I say, how the fuck did you manage that? I thought the military had screening in place to weed out cyborgs.”
Adam smiled. “I’m just that good.”
Rosalind snorted. “He means I’m that good. All screening protocols rely on computer programs. With the right hack, you can get scanners to ignore certain things, say like the metal in a certain dumbass’ body when he goes through security.”
“Why can’t we implement that for every cyborg?”
“Because one reroute attached to a single ID is easy to slide by, but when you start adding in more…” Rosalind trailed off.
“Gotcha,” Seth replied. “So, we’ve got an inside set of eyes and ears. And?”
“And there is definitely something going on below the main factory. Something to do with the nanos. I just don’t know what yet. My current mission has been to find out more, which, I’ll admit, hasn’t been easy. That place has got some hardcore security in place. But I’ll let my expert tell you more about that.”
Rosalind took over as they entered into her world of expertise—observation. “We’ve been watching this installation for some time. On the surface, it’s a military protected manufacturer. They make toys, cool ones that aren’t available to the public, although I’m sure they’ve sold a few on the side to those with deep pockets. But what those toys are has been unclear until your arrival. I’ll admit, my sources didn’t know about the cloaking tech or bugs.”
“Not even rumors?” Seth couldn’t hide his surprise.
Rosalind shook her head. “They are definitely keeping tight-lipped, and we’ve had little success discovering anything. Our biggest issue is their security is tight. Real tight. We tried to get a cyborg onto their production floor a few months ago. It didn’t go so well.”
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