He keep s trying to hack the phone. It’s not working; I need to look at this from a different angle. If something is difficult then you are approaching it wrong. Change paradigms and the problem will vanish. Re-install. Wipe it clean. Too bad I can ’t do that to myself. Max reverts the phone’s OS back to a native Android version. Maybe if I take a break and come back to it. Max makes sure no one can see him and then chooses two more entries in Midge’s blog.
1995/01/15 14:53
The following was taken from a video recording of Midge during an agility training session.
Max puts his ear buds in and plays the video.
Midge, a streak of black and blonde, enters the agility room flashing over the first obstacle without hesitation. Moving faster than the surveillance camera can follow; she provides no more than occasional glimpses of her movements over padded obstacles.
(the point of view changes, showing a wider angle) A second figure, wearing dark green, is also in the room. From this angle you can see both figures clearly moving along the obstacle course.
The green figure catches up to Midge on the rope ladders. The two figures travel quickly up the course, spinning and leaping off the moving obstacles, nearing the green exit door. On the final pl atform, Midge turns and attacks. S he sweeps the feet out from under the other figure, then pushes them off the platform. The green figure falls, clips a barrier on the way down, lands with a crunch and breaks a wrist. Midge leaves by the green door.
The video ends , and Max immediately starts the next entry.
1995/01/21 10:22
The following video was recorded during a psychological assessment interview.
Midge sits at a stainless steel table with two guards standing behind her. Dr. Concilian and a nurse enter the room .
“How have you been, Mädchen ?” Dr. Concilian asks as he opens her file on the table.
A flick of her head moves hair off her face. “Midge.”
“Right, how have you been, Midge?”
Silence. Midge’s foot taps on the floor, she leans her elbows on her knees, her face inches above the surface of the table.
“You’re at the top of the Agility Ladder. How does that feel for you?” Dr. Concilian takes a pencil out and starts a new entry in her file.
“I heard her wrist snap. That felt good. ”
“I watched the recording of that. I don’t think you did that on purpose. Accidents happen. Do you want—“
Midge explodes out of her chair, throwing it backward into the shins of the nearest guard. Landing on the table, she snatches the pencil out of Dr. Concilian ’s hand and holds it in her teeth. She reaches over him , places both hands on the back of his chair and arches through a handstand.
The second guard move s toward the table.
Midge drop s to the floor in front of the n urse; she snatches a clipboard out of her hands. The nurse backs into the wall. Midge throws the clipboard at the guard who is still trying to untangle herself from the chair. It strikes the guard in the forehead, splitting her skin. The other guard now makes it around one end of the table. Dr. Concilian turns to look back.
Midge rolls over the table back toward the now bleeding guard. The nurse reaches out and grabs Midge’s wrist. Midge spins her wrist over the nurses thumb, making her let go, takes the nurse’s wrist in return, bending it around and behind the nurses back. Everyone in the room hears the nurse’s arm break .
Midges wheels over the table, takes the pencil out of her mouth and smashes it down in front of Dr. Concilian into her file. She drops back into her chair.
“She,” s ays Midge pointing at the nurse, “s hould not have touched me.” Midge looks Dr. Concilian in the eyes. “And that’s what on purpose looks like.”
The truck bounces harshly over a rut in the road. Max drops the reader . Walker hums the theme to Mission Impossible . Max picks up the reader and puts it away, going back to hacking the phone. He plugs the phone into a USB
1995/01/15 14:53
The following was taken from a video recording of Midge during an agility training session.
Max puts his ear buds in and plays the video.
Midge, a streak of black and blonde, enters the agility room flashing over the first obstacle without hesitation. Moving faster than the surveillance camera can follow; she provides no more than occasional glimpses of her movements over padded obstacles.
(the point of view changes, showing a wider angle) A second figure, wearing dark green, is also in the room. From this angle you can see both figures clearly moving along the obstacle course.
The green figure catches up to Midge on the rope ladders. The two figures travel quickly up the course, spinning and leaping off the moving obstacles, nearing the green exit door. On the final pl atform, Midge turns and attacks. S he sweeps the feet out from under the other figure, then pushes them off the platform. The green figure falls, clips a barrier on the way down, lands with a crunch and breaks a wrist. Midge leaves by the green door.
The video ends , and Max immediately starts the next entry.
1995/01/21 10:22
The following video was recorded during a psychological assessment interview.
Midge sits at a stainless steel table with two guards standing behind her. Dr. Concilian and a nurse enter the room .
“How have you been, Mädchen ?” Dr. Concilian asks as he opens her file on the table.
A flick of her head moves hair off her face. “Midge.”
“Right, how have you been, Midge?”
Silence. Midge’s foot taps on the floor, she leans her elbows on her knees, her face inches above the surface of the table.
“You’re at the top of the Agility Ladder. How does that feel for you?” Dr. Concilian takes a pencil out and starts a new entry in her file.
“I heard her wrist snap. That felt good. ”
“I watched the recording of that. I don’t think you did that on purpose. Accidents happen. Do you want—“
Midge explodes out of her chair, throwing it backward into the shins of the nearest guard. Landing on the table, she snatches the pencil out of Dr. Concilian ’s hand and holds it in her teeth. She reaches over him , places both hands on the back of his chair and arches through a handstand.
The second guard move s toward the table.
Midge drop s to the floor in front of the n urse; she snatches a clipboard out of her hands. The nurse backs into the wall. Midge throws the clipboard at the guard who is still trying to untangle herself from the chair. It strikes the guard in the forehead, splitting her skin. The other guard now makes it around one end of the table. Dr. Concilian turns to look back.
Midge rolls over the table back toward the now bleeding guard. The nurse reaches out and grabs Midge’s wrist. Midge spins her wrist over the nurses thumb, making her let go, takes the nurse’s wrist in return, bending it around and behind the nurses back. Everyone in the room hears the nurse’s arm break .
Midges wheels over the table, takes the pencil out of her mouth and smashes it down in front of Dr. Concilian into her file. She drops back into her chair.
“She,” s ays Midge pointing at the nurse, “s hould not have touched me.” Midge looks Dr. Concilian in the eyes. “And that’s what on purpose looks like.”
The truck bounces harshly over a rut in the road. Max drops the reader . Walker hums the theme to Mission Impossible . Max picks up the reader and puts it away, going back to hacking the phone. He plugs the phone into a USB
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