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H.A.P.I(Human Application Programming

Interface)David J. Dove

Copyright 2012 - David J. DoveAll rights reserved


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The Author

Significant parts of this book werewritten while under the duress of Appleton Estate Reserve. If you findthe content dark, disturbing or have adislike for it, indeed if you find itdelicious and immensely entertaining,fault the rum.


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Chapter 1

"How long?" Bek had been navigatingthe rough dirt road not looking ahead,but mainly looking side to side at thedark outside. Each tree he passes,the trees at least 20 seconds apart

the country vegetation sparse-whooshes nightAir to his brain, himneeding to shake his head afterwardstrying to free the sound trappedthere.

How long? He looks backthrough the open hatch of the vehiclenow, attempting to meet eyes withMuck.

The hell should I know, isMucks reply. Blimey! Bek turns toface the road again, the sharp bendahead requires he look toward the farinner curve to navigate smoothly.Bek snorts, blowing his nose hard tothe air, and wiping. He swears he canfeel the critters crawling around in hisnostrils. Whats up your arsethen? After turning left with theroad, he attempts to meet eyes withMuck again.


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Why, youre up my arse Bek.Muck grimaces. You think youre

just going to drive straight intoEntirety then?.. Rescue the girl, anddrive back out? As Muck finishesthinking about how much grief hiswords are causing Bek, out of the

southwest comes a giant fireballcrashing to the ground 20 metresahead of the Tahoe.

God awful sheep! Bekswerves to avoid the fireHole left bythe blast. The hell are you waitingfor? Muck readies the pipeGun,pivoting around to figure where theblast originated.

The dark outside is thick. Bek picksat the tip of his nose wondering whyhes driving the winding road really.

The caked clay road, as terrain goes,is probably no more drivable than thefields on either side. He should charta course straight at their safeHouse,and just drive a straight line. Whatsthe worse could happen?


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When the second fireball blasts fromthe plane above, Muck is nearly lined

up for return fire. Before the giantwall of flames reaches ground, heslams the triggering mechanism,bracing and watching his tracer roundascend to the black sky. The light

from the round illuminates the sky..enough so that he can see he clearlymissed the plane.

Theyre spraying! He bendsreleasing the gun, and looking inthrough the hatch at Bek.

Yeah. No guff! Bek puffshard from his nose again.

Damn gayBots! If I could justrid you all. He stops the truck,slamming the door open, andstepping from it, seemingly before itcomes to a halt.

Gimme that!

The town lights of Revel are barely ahalf a kilo ahead of them. As Bekrounds to the bed of the Tahoe, histhought is maybe he shouldnt havestopped. Maybe he would have madeit.


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As far as Entirety goes.. Hetakes the butt of the pipeGun

swinging it around and bracing for theloud bursts from the sub in Mucksgrip. I plan to shoot my way in,drive, walk, whatever. Muck fires off a hundred rounds in the direction

they can hear the plane on approachfrom before Bek fires the pipe. Theblast from the 3 metre long barrelrocks the Tahoe, and they brace forbalance. When the round careensinto the Sesna, Bek is already slidingback into his drivers seat. The planeon descent, its body engulfed inflames, lights the Revel countryoutskirts like lightening, and Bek justhorks, spitting to the ground as heexits again.

Get down here. That guns nogood to us now. He points in thedirection of Revel and the 20 figureson approach.

Aim for the head!

The machineGun first barks throughthe country night silence like themost perfectly tuned Chevy motor.


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As it rips through each of the peoplerunning towards Muck and Bek

their blood and guts spatteringmainly backwards, another 20 peopleappear, emerging from Revels dimlights like ghosts.

Theyre machines now, yells

Bek, yanking the pin from the HE andtossing it in the direction of the mobrunning towards them. Show themno mercy.

The Grenade clinks to the ground asecond before exploding. In thatsecond Beks thought is howunflinching the groups advance is inthe face of sure death.

Surely you can program abetter Borg, he yells to the sky,grinning like he has just met the mostbeautiful girl, feeling like he arrangedto meet her folks and has marriageon his mind. He readies another HEand tosses it 5 metres west of thefirst. Then he holds a hand to the skysignalling Muck, and jumps from thebed of the gray Tahoe advancing onthe human assault approaching them.


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Muck is slow to drop the gun to thetruckBed and follow suit.

A metre from the foremost advanceBek slips the sword from its sheath.He slices through 2 of his attackerswith a single swipe, then kicks the

more to retreat as he darts the swordand again into an octal cavity of eachof the two who lay bleeding beneathhim. Muck is calculated with each of the handguns capping off either of hisarms.

HeadShots only then? Bekonly grins, then grimaces lunging -hisblade darting through head afterhead.

Theyre like roaches, hemutters, motioning with his head atthe still growing attack emergingfrom the town it seems now onlypaces away.

Guess we wont be staying inRevel tonight. He swings the swordaround his head and down again andagain, slicing the head of each victimclean off.


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Thats what they do, pantsMuck. Lose a plane, program a

nearby town to arms. He fires eastand west, his arms stretched in across. Well theyre no match for us,are they?

The final two Revel citizens advanceon them -one then the other directlybehind. Muck waits till they arewithin breath before firing andstopping the first, a woman maybe40 years old- dead in her tracks. AndBek dissects the latter crown tocrotch- realizing as he falls in 2adjacent pieces, he couldnt havebeen more than 12 years old. Theyboth fall to knees in front of thecarnageMucks stomach erupting red, thickand stinking atop the blood, guts andraw flesh of Revels night of carnage.

Muck stands before pulling Bek to hisfeet.

He was just a boy. Theireyes meet, all 4 moist with pain. All


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the same, we need to get as far awayfrom here as possible.. lightning!

Lets go!


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Chapter 2

A mammoth inferno crowns the roof of the Matador. And all of Madnisstands watching. The blare of thetechnoPop dwarfs the repeated roar

of the giant flame, and it is with atrance that the 2000 mainlyteenagers stand watching the first 60seconds of 2033 go by. After those60 seconds the flame douses sudden,

and the music is everything.

Effin Eh, yells Gorfija, herbreath warm in Efilies ear, moist onher skin and neck. Efilie pushes heraway, disgust climbing to her face.

Your breath stinks! Gorfijabarely hears the words. She stepsback and positions rigid, shock on herface. Efilie smiles, trying to dilute theeffect of the insult. She crosses toher friend and her shockPose.

If vodka isnt supposed tohave a smell.. She leans into therigidity, retorting the mouth to earspeak. ..you just proved that theory


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way wrong. She circles a protestingGorfija with both arms. Still she

stands rigid. And Efilie must squeezewith all her might to embrace her.She leans in again.

Gor, cmon. You know I was joking. And soon the girl loosens her

stance. They embrace, facing eachother, and lock lips in a tongue kiss.And then start to jump to the beat of the music, both smiling again.

Here comes a new year.Shes wearing a look of disgust as shepoints to the sky. The large airplanepasses low over the 2000 teenagerscelebrating the start of another year-a thin dust cascading over all of theirheads -the loud rumble of the planesengines stifling the music poundingfrom the speakers on the roof of theMatador, causing the musictemporarily to cease. Efilie looks allaround her to see everyone fall totheir knees and look to the skyinhaling the thin vapor.

Guess its time for areprogram. She holds her breath


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trying not to inhale. And feels herHapi surge, her mindScape growing

blank, pins pricking her face andtongue, her limbs growing numb, theHapi fighting her neural defences tillshe releases her breath, inhaling themist. With each breath all of her

sensation grows strongerthe touch of Gorfijas hands on her,her sense of the warm mist encirclingher still, the return of the pound of the music- till all fill her her everyemotion in overdrive.

Efilie wants to use her Hapi.Her New Years Eve at Matador wasfilled with moments of joy, her andGor dancing, drinking and riding thenights pandemoniums rise. All nightlong she had wanted to touch Gor,had wanted to reach for her moreprivate places, but had resisted forthe watch of the many eyes there.

Gors postOp girlParts are flawless. The Op had taken her a year tocomplete. Efilie had spent most of that time wondering why Gor even


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wanted to change. Before her Op shelooked like a girl anyway. You

couldnt tell otherwise from the shapeof her face or physique. All the Opdid really is give Efilie more girlPartsto squeeze.. less boyParts to contendwith.

Coming out of the blower together,both their skins made tight by the hotair blowing into their pores, both theirheat rise one mixing with the next asthey cross the floor to the bed. Theycollapse to the bed raw, real, Efilieburying her face between Gors perkybreasts, Gor bringing one thigh up tomeet Efilies centre, it wetting witheach caress of Gors legs grind.

Gors deep, blinding Hapi revoltcomes seemingly out of nowhereparalyzing her, her limbs unable tomove, her mind temporarily blank.When the program releases her, shecurls in a ball on the bedthe pain searing through her headunyielding. Efilie can only caress her,


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holding her close. They fall asleeplike this.

The bouquet that caresses Lace fromher sleepState is a combination of the

usual hum of morning, the everpresent alumiTaste she spends eachday trying to understand, and thebliss of futureEvents she wants toexperience. As she lay there trying

not to swallow even a tenth of thesaliva that had built up in her mouthsince she had last spit in the middleof the night, her scape takes her backin small periodic vistas to the dreamshe had in her sleepState. She cantremember much about the dream.Each of the MoVistas that her synapseshoots to her mindSpace though is sofull of vibrant pastels andlightWarmth that she is certain thiswas her very own dream. Her Hapialmost nightly programs dreams toher mindSpace, but those dreams sheeasily MoVistas in their entirety asthey are a part of the program


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helping her through her wakeState. Those dreams are usually a manual, a

guide of sorts with all kinds of cluesand instruction helping her to servethe Hapi.

For reasons even Lace cant explain

the Hapi still allow her to have herown dreams. These dreams stand instark contrast to what sheunderstands the Hapi to want and shehas for most of her awareness tried tocompute when they might cease tooccur. 22 years later she can stilldream, but now rationalizes thedreams, her own beautiful dreams,must somehow be a part of theprogram that ties you to the Hapi keeps your cons screwed on right keeps you connected. This must behow they achieve calm, the wholeworld working together, one goal, onecommunity, one joy.

Lace turns and places her feet to thecarpetnot computing the cold of it underthe soles of her feet. The pastel


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vistas fade from her mindSpace.Vistas of her gleamy Italian porcelain

longBath replace the pastels, andagain she cannot compute why shehas mindWant to fill the bath withliquid and sit in it. Shes never had abath. The item was given to her as a

part of her exit from her previousservitude as assistant curator forEntirety Museum. Shes been content

just keeping it gleamingly, spotlessthere on the floor of her readyRoom,even though the gifts giver had filledher head with all kinds of ideas abouthow to use the antique waterVessel.Shes submersed her entirety in liquidbefore in the Commune. But to lay,your entirety completely submersedin liquid in the privacy of your ownsolitude, is something until now shehas never rationalized doing.

She spits the reservoir of saliva fromthe bottom of her mouth to the wind,stepping on the large aluminumfloorButton, and watching the liquidsucked away. Then she starts for theeatery.


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Lace has 2 hours before her

interview, and cant put this newrationalization of a bath out of hersynapse. She tries to compute whyher Hapi wont help her delete thefutureEvent. If her program objects

to her wasting the water, if it doesntwant her having this newJoy, whydoesnt it buzz? Why does her Hapilay silent? She rationalizes it must beok.

It takes 197 trips to the eatery to fillthe bath to a point she computes willallow her to completely submerge.

The only water she has awareness of,other than that held in the commune,is that flowing mindWoe slowly fromthe fruitPreserver in the eatery. Shetakes her largest vessel from its placein the cupboard and walks back andforth from the eatery to thereadyRoom, filling the bath. Mil hadvocalized she should use the cleanserfrom the mealProcessor for a lather,and on her last trip to the eatery shescoops a gob from the small


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compartment in the bottom of theappliance. Feeling mindJoy, if a little

mindWoe, she sits in the bath,stretching her entirety in the soapyliquid.

Shes spent 2 years preparing for her

serv change. Her serv at themuseum had allowed her manymoments of mindJoy. But now shemindWants more. Her Hapi hadfutureEvented the new path to herone evening as she lay in her solitudemindEasing, and her synapse hadaccepted the routine unquestioning.Now 2 years later, after beingprogrammed each night after herserv at the museum, shes ready forher interview with Hapi.

Chapter 3

Fysts first trip to Madnis comes out of a sense of adventure. Midgy hasvocalized day after day about howlame his awareness in Entirety is, andhes finally given in to the


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futureEvent. He met her in the weblike most young people meet these

days. And his wetWare has beendrawn there again and again herationalizes by his Hapi to meet andto talk to her in the webs matrix of meetSpots.

Fyst has mindEase for his awarenessin Entirety. He doesnt rationalizehes a lame at all. All the same thestories she tells him about Madnis,the city just 2 hours south of hissolitude, have given him mindWantenough to visit. Fysts Hapi wastransmitted the rules associated withhis travelling outside of Entirety. Hesbeen programmed at length aboutthe risks and precautions he musttake related to coSpacing. The thingssuggested he needs to worry aboutare so far from Fysts cons that,although he had paid particularattention as he was programmed forhis visit, he doesnt rationalize hellneed to exercise any part of theinstant education once there. For the


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most part he has mindEase his Hapiwill keep him safe.

Midgy meets him in the slideRailterminal, handing him the Boost as hesteps from the train. He feels no buzzfrom his Hapi, computes no subtle

numb as he visis and rationalizes thecan, so he computes he can have thecaffeineLaced concoction withoutmindWoe.

Youre going to want to drinkthat right up, she says. And Fyst justshrugs and swallows the can of liquidback.

Thats gonna busy yourcritters, she informs him. So whenwe get up to no good, they wont gettoo cross. The faceJoy that adornsMidgy is new to Fyst. Hes neverbefore computed deception.MindWoe for Fyst, his Hapi doesntprotest, or perhaps has already beendulled by the caffeine, and he doesntor is unable to rationalize how theone thing will affect the next, or howthe absorption of the liquid into hisentirety deletes the futureEvent of


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him being rescued or kept safe by hisHapi. They cross to the network of

cafs skirting the terminal, and sit foran hour watching the giant tabletacross the street.

Muck wakes to the sound of birdschirping. It causes him to jump to hisfeet, alarmed. He had gone to sleepwith the wetMask wrapped tight

around his mouth and nose. Andalthough he could smell the alcoholas he inhaled it in his sleep all nightlong, he now slowly brings his hand tohis face, to make sure the maskdidnt slip off during the night.Standing he studies his surroundings.

Then he circles with his gaze to thesky. Above his head in the upperbranches of the hackberry tree, hespots the small flock of siskin, andsits again to the ground relieved.

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in you. I would put a gun to my headif it would extricate the last one

forever. He looks to the air. Weresucking our very lungs full right thisinstance arent we? Muck grimacesagain.

I dunno. I think we burned up

a good lot with that plane last night.I would bet there isnt a HapiBotwithin 10 kilos of us. They cantsurvive out here. Theyre notprogrammed to. Bek regards himscornfully, knowing he lies.

So why the mask about thyface my friend? Muck laughs, then isslow to reply.

Well the things the wickedconcoct while good men sleep.. Hemakes his eyes meet Beks. Wewould be much the wiser were it notfor this aannh? Bek twists his headin acquiescence. Aah!

There might still be a Revelwere it not for it.

Whats that?Wickedness. This time Bek

nods heartily. His eyes wet again forthe boy he slayed.


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What do you think that entiretown of people was programmed to

do Muck? I mean in their final hour?What were they to do for Hapi? Whatwas their final sacrifice? Muck justsits finally realizing hes hungry.

Were they infected as the

plane fell?.. They were probablyBorgd right?.. reprogrammed?.. toattack?.. annihilate us?

Im hungry, says Muck.Lets get on with it.

But, what would they havedone?.. had we just laid down? Hecrosses to Muck. Had we not slayedthem.. would they have Borgd (us)?..ate us? Muck looks to Beks faceand the obvious grin.

Ill slay the lot!He looks towards Madnis.

Reed wakes to the soundEvent of what he rationalizes is a bird crashinginto his sleepState window.. that andthe intense mindWoe rolling around inhis cons. He rationalizes there is no


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cause for his mindWoe. Still hisentirety lays frozen in the bed, him

unable to compute anything inparticular, but still having mindWoeall the same. It takes him a while tohave mindEase, comparing his scapeto earlier MoVistas, and computing

the falseFeel of his mindWoe. Itsbeen some months now since hesbeen computing falseFeels like theone waking him from his sleep.MindWoe he finally realizes, risingfrom the bed, the effect of thefalseFeel compares to the effect of past events.

Reed doesnt mindQuery his eventsanymore whether they are beingprogrammed by his entirety or thenanoNeuro. The knocking and tickinghe sleeps with nightly, theeverPresent experience of it, is reallyto him just another part of his scape.Like whiteNoise, or chatter yourwetWare is unavoidably going to pickup, until you rationalize how todisconnect and have mindEase. It isirrelevant whether the soundEvents,


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the knocking, the bubbles gliding byas he sleeps, the thud against the

window are Events or part of theprogram. Its all just a part of hisexperience. And mindEase ormindWoe, unless youve got some 7 th

sense that allows you to finger it,

deleting the event from your scape, itis all a part of your cons.

Hes is aware of a purge to rid you of the Hapi.

Lace doesnt compute any moremindJoy in the bath than she had

computed on any of her visits to thecommune partyPool. Yes, it allowsher more mindEase, not having toprocess each of the other partierspresence at the pool. And it allowsher the event of touching andcaressing her entirety more freely.But really its just a smaller, slightlymore intimate partyPool. She feelsthe buzz of the geoTrace the wholetime shes in the bath, and tries to


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awareness this type of vista evenexisted. By the time he stands to

walk the 3 blocks to Midgys solitude,mainly he feels his cons spent, hisentirety buzzing in a way it has neverbeen in all of his awareness, andfleshFeel he doesnt begin to know

how to compute. Strangely he wisheshis Hapi wasnt sleeping.Lets get some more caffeine

in you, Midgy says, pulling him intothe shop beneath her highRise. Shebuys a 6Pack of the small cans of liquid, before boarding the lift to herplace.

When the door of the lift opens andas they walk the length of the hall toher door, Fyst tries to event his Hapito its post in his synapse, and theMoVistas of his instant educationback to his mind. The second drink of caffeine hit Fyst hard. Midgy leansinto his entirety, and her heat comeswith it. She put hands on parts of hissurface that have never before hadhands on them. Fyst computes thebuzz of his Hapi in the back of his


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neuro. He prompting his synapse.His every rationalization is that the

program is warning his wetWare. Andthat his system is overLoading inside.When Midgys lips touch those sameprivate parts of his surface, hisentirety cant even rationalize. Fysts

Hapi darts to and fro in cons, wantingto somehow win him back. His conswas dulled and can no longercompute. All he can rationalize is thewet of Midgys mouthOrgan on him-that and the flesh of his entiretyburning it burning like his softTissuesometimes burns in the connexbetween his neuro and the Hapi onlysofter, sweeter senseFeel. And whenshe reaches inside his pants, andtakes the part of him no one has evervisid, that part of him not a singlehuman bar himself has ever touched,when she removes that part of himand touches it, and when she makesher mouthOrgan wet, slippery, slimywith the spit of her mouth, when sheevents this, Fysts cons fails tocompute, his synapse slips into partsof its routine he could never have


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rationalized, and his entiretyproduces a fluid, blasting it searing to

parts of him hes never fathomed, theliquid finally bursting from his entirety-Midgys mouth waiting there hot,wet, alive to lick the fluids dry.

His 2 hour trip back into Entirety isfilled with the MoVistas of hisafternoon with Midgy, with the stilluncomputable senseFeel -some of itstill flowing through his entirety, andmindWoe for what his Hapi will reportwhen they wake from theirsuppression.

Lace's glide across the main cablebridge is a page she cannot compareto anything in her MoVista store. Shehasnt been on the other side of thebridge since leaving her Rearing 7years ago, and wonders if the Rearingkept its own store of her. There were92 entireties assigned to her Rearingall parts of the same whole. Theyhad each come into awareness


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simultaneously, and as she hadprepared to leave for solitude,

watching her sister entireties, theones she shared CoScape with, alsoprepare to leave, she hadmindQueried whether all 92 parts of her were going to leave all at once.

What will her Rearing do once theyare gone? Will she simply beassigned another whole to rear,discarding Laces MoVistas andreplacing them with new ones? Therationalization causes her mindWoeeach time she cons It. And sheusually drowns the woe with otherwarmer, more pleasant MoVistas.

That her interview is on the side of the main cable bridge where she wasreared, Lace has mindQueriedwhether it is simply coEvent or for theservice of the Hapi.. and whether sheis in fact going to be asked to alsoserv as rearer herself. There wereboy entireties close enough to herCoScape that she is aware of them of the subtle differences betweentheirs and her own entirety. But she


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had never in her former awarenessshared CoScape with one. The boy

entireties also have a Rearing. Andher mindWant now as she navigatesthe small bubble glide over the edgeof the bridge, is that she might alsohave the futureEvent of rearing boys.


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Chapter 4

The city of Madnis stands in starkcontrast 2 hours south of Entirety.Why the city is allowed to flourish, asit flies irreverent in the face of Hapi isfor its lesson. One need only look to

the city from their telescope, or tovisit briefly to see. No one wouldchoose to live in this place. EveryEntirety resident that has beenallowed to visit has promptlyreturned. And every day, countlessapplications are made to permanentlyleave Madnis and take up residencein Entirety. Few of these applicationsare accepted. And those fortunateresidents once they leave neverreturn.

Entirety is the model for all of civilization.

When Efilie first notices the 200Manfront of soldiers descending onMadnis she had just stepped from theblower and is moisturising her skin.


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It was only a matter of time,she finds herself muttering before

cataloging the comment to hermental wastebasket for its obviouslack of authenticity. Shes learned tolive with her Hapi. The things sheknows to be real, genuine she

cherishes. The things shes sure shewould never do, say, she dumps asquickly as they occur. The things forwhich she has doubt of their genesis,she dumps as well. If you cant besure of yourself, be confident of yourexperiences, then these events, theseuncertain events, are not worthsaving to your memory.

We have so precious little of it.

Shes seen the Entirety lames whenthey come over the horizon. Shesmet and hung out with a few. If yourlifes experiences are to be reducedsolely to the slow program of yourHapi, if peace is to be spoon fed toyou, if the sumTotal of your humanexistence is to become yourneighbour, then what is the point?


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Bring out the ovary, the seed and theturkey baster, and lets procreate.

Shes seen entire families of turkeyBabies be less connected, knowless about each other, really haveless in common than she and Gor

actually have. And it has alwayscaused her to wonder; so close and sofar apart.

"If you're going to purge an entirecity, youre going to need bucketsand buckets to mop up all the deadbots. Muck wasnt really talking to

anyone in particular, but each of the4 men standing within range of thewords turns and looks at him withparticular interest. Those thingsarent made of air. They are actuallyliving organisms in a sense, and wellhave to have a place to put all thecarcasses. Fik, the security officer isrounding the corner to the group, andas he hears the tail end of Mucks


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regards Muck as he continues. Youneed a whole heap of tracking to

keep that sorry lot in line.. keepthem from marching over the horizoninto Entirety the degenerates.

And that.. says Muck, almostinterrupting Bek. ..is my second

reason for aiming at Madnis with ourpurge. Its 2 hours outside of Babylon, and a quick march to ourfinal victory.

A silence descends on the group.Mucks thought as he awaits the nextitem of dissent is; what would preventany one of these HapiBots he can stillfeel scratching away inside his headfrom reporting back to baseconcerning their plot.He knows better.But every now and then you have tothink outside the box, like a madmanso to speak.

It would actually take a million of thetiny Cretans to compose any form of communication really. Generally thisis accomplished by way of an ocular


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implant or thought, digitization thenmodulation to wireless. The

neuroNano required to bind to yoursynapse with any degree of complexity even remotely enough tofirst of all design you a flesh andblood camera in the first place, Muck

is confident he is not in possession of.Hes spent many years a part of theweb. You get a sense of what thecritters are up to.. like a bodylanguage. After a while you knowwhen youre being read, when youretransmitting, receiving, and whenyour thoughts are your own or Hapi.If he didnt develop that 7 th sense, hewould still be a slave like the rest of the pitiful sheep they just programand throw in your way like the meathes battled and slaughtered for yearsnow. Still if one of these babies wasairBorn, sucked you full of intel, andthen flew back to base.. Well theydneed wings for that wouldnt they?But just what if?

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they can survive in the surroundingvegetation and water for days. All

youve got to do is be one of theunlucky saps who happens bybreathing, and zap.. nanos invade.

You get enough of these little buggersgoing to work inside you, and they

will build you a digital portal to yoursoul, without as much as the guiltthat typically accompanies invasion of any host by foreign agents. A grownman possessing the mightiestphysical strength can be reduced to aBorg in a matter of days, entire citiesturned into RoboVille.

Everyone on board then? Hewonders strangely if these are hisown words. Still the group respondswith silence. Ok, then! Glen, Fik,ready the deck! He crosses to Bek,and they, with only their eyes,communicate closure.

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up. This isnt the first time thatEntirety has sent troops storming into

Madnis, but the sheer volume of theinvasion has her worried. Pastoccupations were either aimed atterrorists hiding among the citizens of Madnis, or have simply been to show

will. But 2000 soldiers and the planesnow roaring back and forth across thesky has her wondering if this is theend.. if this is the day they set herHapi alight with whatever madnessher neighbours in Entirety have beensmoking throughout. Is this the end?She needs to know. She also needsto get to Gor wherever she might be.And so Efilie quickly dresses in a tankand denim and leaps from hersubLevel window to the streetadjacent her place.

Gorfija had said she wanted somenew clothes when they had Visid eachother as they woke.

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SunMall, her pad vibrates with themessage from Gor.

Are you seeing this? Efilie is about to reply to the Visiwhen the device beeps and vibratesagain, Gors astonished face fillingthe screen.

Damn Entirety Clonies ..Dont they have anything better to do?Efilie just replies;Meet me back at my place ASAP.She encodes and sends the message,returning the pad to her pocket andturns, heading back to her place as aconvoy of footSoldiers emerges at thetop of her street in front of a tank.

Climbing through the window of herapartment, Efilie closes her eyes andpunches, mental, past the frontFaceof her Hapi. She slips easily pastmost of the reverse breeches she hadleft in place over the past months tothe Hapi mainFace. And theconstruct greets her without glee.

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I come only to ask thequestion.

Well what is it?Madnis? The occupation?Why? The construct pauses as if computing a witty quip.

The question?.. or 3? Efilie

retorts immediately.An answer only for the finalwill do. And she senses she haspleased the construct, it pausinguncomfortably long before replying.

Rebels want to destroy yourcity. The soldiers are only there toprotect you. And with that Efiliebacks out of the hack.

Gorfija breasts jut perfectly from herchest, her limbs hang deliciously fromher torso. The sight of her undressingin front of Efilie strums her sensesreal. Efilie has known love manytimes. And each time her Hapi hasreacted the same way. Shes had tolearn to push past the program andthe numbing sensation, and to forceits falseEvents deep into the back of her mind.


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Gors wiggle from her jeans is a

dance, and Efilie just sits back towatch the display. The release of herflesh from the confines of the fabric,her skin pulsing red, her flesh risingsoft is a sight Efilie struggles to keep

pure free from the influence of herHapi. The burning and buzz of theHapi in the back of her mind tries toinvade the sensation. The pulse of her eyes from the Hapi visiCapture isa distraction from what she wants tofeels. When Gor, finally naked, crawlsslinking next to her, Efilie has longsince pushed all falseEvents and thebuzz of her program to the farreaches of her mind.

Their lips meet warm, Gor strugglingto undo Efilies denim. When shedoes their skins meet hot, their fleshhungry Efilie bending immediately totaste Gor. Gors fingers find Efilie,her wetting at her centre, the fingerseasily slipping in. They ride eachother, Efilie grinding into fingers


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-fingers working her. Gor ascendsagain and again to meet Efilie, her

tongue thrusting into the woman, herlips like a nest to perch again andagain to. Their using each other is acontract, the two not wanting theirride to end anytime soon. They both

turn now to share in their moisture,Efilie licking fingers dry, Gor, licking,lapping at Efilies face. Then theyentwine at their centres, and lay tothe bed in this embrace. They grindlike this into each other over andover, heat rising, surrounding themboth, wet rising too, escaping them,till one feels all the other feels, andthey implode and collapse and laystill.

The warmth of the reception allowsLace mindEase even as shefutureVistas her interview. There areseveral other applicants present asshe sits and visis the sterile glassdoors waiting for them to open againand again until her own handle is


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finally vocalized. She has mindQueryfor the uniqueness of each of the

entireties there including the hostthat had greeted her in. Each of hercoApplicant entireties are very closeto her own years of awareness. Shesnever been part of a group so close in

years before, and yet have her vistadiffer so much from each of theothers, each of their vistas differingso much one to the next. ShemindQueries on what side of thebridge each was reared.. andwhether there are other bridgesspanning one side to the next, otherplaces where entities are reared.

Lace Frill? The interviewer,a boy of probably 30 years, his voiceabsent of mindEase, looks directly ather.

Yes! She tries to avoid theirvisis meeting.

You have 22 years of awareness?Yes. She is unable to avoidsaving

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And you spent the past 2years

Preparing?Yes. He leans forward, closerto her

scape than anyone other than herRearing has ever been.

And tell me, what have youlearned?Lace wants to lean back. She ishaving mindWoe for the closenessand mindQuery for it. If the closenesswere unacceptable, her Hapi wouldhave numbed her entirety, but shedoesnt compute any such buzz. Asoft cooling, liquid, rises through thetiny holes in the skin of her arm. Shecan feel the cool too on her forehead.Inside her entirety though, she iswarmer and the cooling does little toquiet this warmth.

My Hapi is my guide, sherecites. It will bring me closer tobliss if I do not resist it. The boyleans back and Lace, although atmindEase for the change, wonderswhy the strange wetting of herentiretys surface wont stop.


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Through my Hapi I serv theGreater Hapi. And in our Greater

Hapi our peace is guaranteed. AllAwareness before Hapi was moremindWoe than ease. And I neverwant to realize those years again.

The interviewer nods as she recites

each phrase. She had felt mindEaseeach time he had done so. When sheis finished his faceJoy turns sudden tofaceWoe before he leans forwardagain.

Well! This is the ideal we aretaught.. And you have learned well.He leans even closer now. So tellme.. He pauses, turning and lookingto the holoGraph to the side of theirheads. ..tell me Lace Frill.. Do youbelieve? Lace immediately nods,and is about to vocalize affirmation.

Do you really? He leans allthe way back again before the smokyglass doors wheeze open and thehostess enters the scape, leaning into Vocalize soft for the interviewer.He makes his visi meet Laces again.And then waits for the hostess to turnand leave.


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If you believe, Lace Frill?..He stands now, leaning over the desk.

..then how could your readyRoomincident from this morning haveoccurred? Laces mouth drops wideopen, her unable to rationalizewhether her Hapi caused the

informality or her own program, herbeing very aware, notwithstanding, of the inappropriateness of the event.She programs her mouth closedagain, then open to vocalize, but theboy vocalizes first.

Im sorry. We are looking forsomeone else for the role. Again,when her mouth closes she cantcompute whether she or Hapiprogrammed it.


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Chapter 5

Bradik is a small coastal communityonly an hour away from Madnis madeup mainly of dock workers and theirfamilies. The town has escaped mostof the upheaval that came with the

Hapi, and at least at the cosmeticlevel seems to be the same old earth.Many of the buildings, including manystill occupied by its citizens, remainshattered, sometimes windowless andwithout basic amenities. When Bek,Muck and their group of 7 roll intotown on the back of the Mack, there isa feeling analogous to entering thepast. As they drive past each block of buildings many of the occupants taketo the street. The rumble of the truckover the ridges and potHoles of themainly rippled asphalt streets is not asound customary to Bradik earlymorn.

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to cringe and cover their ears. In thesquare of the town the Mack truck

slows and Muck, Fik and Rose jumpsfrom the bed. As the truck rollsahead for a second pass around eachof the streets of the town, the triowalk casually behind. They stop and

greet each inhabitant they comeacross, handing that person thepacket of elixir.

Youre free, Muck repeats,patting each citizen on the shoulderas he hands him the white packet.Go home. Swallow this purge and beclean. Every time he comes across achild he reaches in a vest pocketproducing a lolly and handing it to thechild along with the elixir.

Take the elixir. Be clean.After the second pass through each of about a dozen streets, the processiongrinds to a halt, most of the townsoccupants forming a tail behind thevehicle.

Whats this youve given usthen? The freckleFaced boy steps tothe fore. And who the hell are you?Muck approaches the boy smiling. He


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secures the boy, turns him and allowshis weight to rest fully on the boys

shoulders. He raises his headaddressing the crowd.This small, proud town has

been chosen for your strength. Hepats the boy on his shoulder now.

..Strong families, men, women andchildren. Muck allows his eyes tosweep across the congregation. Thepacket in your hand is no more than apurge. He regards Bek who hastaken up at the back of the crowd.Those of you who know better, wellthen!.. For the rest of you I have thisnews. He pauses and awaitsmurmur. Powers in Entirety haveinfected you, mind, body and soulwith what I can only describe as avirus. He eyes the crowd again, notsurprised there is very little shock.Through this virus they have beenable to control you.. control what youthink, what you say, and what youdo. Bek circles the crowd to standnext to Muck. Tonight we have freedyou temporarily.. He surveys thenight again, making sure his words


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are understood. ..temporarily fromthis plague. All 7 of the freedom

fighters circle to stand side by sidenow.The white packet in your hand

will simply help you regurgitate theremnants, dead now!.. will simply

help to remove this dead virus fromyour system. Bek pats Muck on theback and steps forward.

Take the elixir or dont take it.It matters not. This scourge willescape by one orifice or other incoming days. He regards each of hisbrothers with a smile beforecontinuing. If you want to be free of this evil forever!.. Then take up allyour arms.. AND FOLLOW ME!All 7 throw their fists in the air as thetown of families turn and study eachothers faces.

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mindWoe that she has no mindWantto return to her solitude. When she

unlocks the door to the Glide, lookingacross the river and the cable bridgestretching seeming to connect both of her entireties, she finds herself tryingto rationalize why both those

entireties have to remain separate,why the first half of her awareness,and her current cons have to remainexclusive of each other. She quicklycomputes her Hapi doesnt like thisnew rationalization, furtherrationalizing for the first time in herawareness that her Hapi telling hernot to do something, doesnt meanthat she really ought not do the thing,but rather means the Hapi doesntwant her doing it. After starting thebubbleGlide, instead of crossing thebridge back to her solitude, she turnstowards the rearing sector of westEntirety, hoping her Rearing stilloccupies the same CoScape, and stillhas MoVistas of her.

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compare to her MoVistas. And shehas little mindQuery finding the

building and the door she used daily 7years ago to her commune.

Lace experiences mindWoe beforeknocking, but computes she cant

come this close and not see. Thedoor swings open even before sheknocks, and standing in front of Lace,with barely another year on her faceis her Rearing, Hope. FaceJoy adornsthem both, and Laces visi clouds,capturing the vista. All her oldMoVistas come rushing to her cons,and her visi floods with the pain of her bliss. Hope hugs Lace to her.And events in Laces scentStorematch this event. When she can nolonger stand the mindJoy, Lace finallylet go of Hope and enters the room.

Is it ok if I sit, she finallymanages to vocalize, her visi stilllocked with her Rearings.

Yes. Yes, the woman says, joys pain still there in hervocalization. They both cross theroom sitting.


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Youre still here, Lacevocalizes, sitting. And Rose just nods

her head in reply.I have rationalized to come somany times. She takes the womanshand in hers again, and comparingthe event to those in her touchStore.

I thought you might still berearing, says Lace. ..that you mighthave deleted your MoVistas of me.And that you were no longer aware of me.

No, replies Hope, her visiwetting again. I could never stopbeing aware of you. I would neverdelete my vistas of you either. I loveyou.Lace has stores of the vocalization,(love). But she really cant computewhat it means. No one has evervocalized it in referencing her, andshe cant rationalize what senseFeelis appropriate. Her face wears herfailure to compute like a flag. And soHope takes her hand, replicating priortouchEvents.

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walked out of my awareness was theday I had the most mindWoe in all of

my own awareness. She raises ahand to Laces face and Lacesimultaneously can compare bothtouchEvent and MoVista to those inher store.

When I vocalize I love youLace.. Really I mean your entirety willforever be a part of my entirety.. andmy mind, soul and cons. Thevocalization (soul) also does notcompute for Lace, but she nods asHope touches her face again andagain till the water forming in her visioverflows.

Chapter 6

When Lace returns to her solitude,she has new rationalizations for herawareness. She has a rearing thatloves her and also had discoveredearlier that morning that she can getsome of her Hapi to leave her entiretyif she sits in water and cleanser. As


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soon as she opens the door to hersolitude she starts to prepare the

bath. She is so full of mindJoy as shewalks back and forth filling the baththat she starts vocalizing for noparticular rationalization. OnautoCompute she adds melody to the

vocalization, and finds the melodisedvocalization increases her mindJoy.Her Hapi makes her a little dizzy asshe walks back and forth. It doesntwant her to melodise her vocalization.When she ignores the Hapi, addingamplitude to the vocalization, asudden sharp pain sears through herhead, and she rationalizes she muststop. When the pain goes away shestarts to melodise again and hasanother brand new rationalization.She can rationalize when to obey toher Hapi and when not to.

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and submerses in the bath, shecomputes a bliss that she has never

before in her awareness computed.

Her solitude in Entirety has beenmindJoy. Obeying her Hapi had givenher mindEase. Now that she

computes her and her Rearing sharean awareness throughout all of infinity, her entirety is even more atpeace.

The warm touch of the water lappingagainst her surface adds moremindJoy. In the morning when shehad sat in the water, her cons hadmainly been rationalizing thefutureEvent of her interview andreally she hadnt computed thewonderful feel of the water. Althoughfailing her interview has periodicallyentered her cons since leaving, thereisnt as much mindWoe over itanymore.

After about ten minutes in the bathLace mindQueries how to get her botsto come out from her skin. She has


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casually been touching the skin of herarms and legs hoping she would see

the tiny bubbles of the nanoBotsexiting her entirety. The slick of thecleanser causes fleshJoy for her palm,and also for her skin. When shetouches the inside of her leg with her

wet palm her Hapi buzzes.

Hapi buzz makes your joints numb.When your entirety is beingmonitored by the Hapi, you computeyour head is on fire. Lace hascomputed this for all of herawareness. Theres a burningsensation inside your soft membrane,and a lightHeadedness that makesyou weak. Never before though haveher bosoms felt this heavy. And theheat that it seems now rises from herentirety is mindJoy shes never beforecomputed. This has never been apart of her Hapi. They must bevisiCapturing her again. Is this whythere is heat rising from all parts of her, moist she can compute rushingto her skin, and a slick forming in hermost private places?


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When Lace raises a hand to her

bosom she computes another newtouchEvent. Soon the tips of herbosoms stand erect, and as shepasses wet fingers over the bumps,she has yet another new touchEvent,

it traveling the length of her entiretyto her private places. A soft newvocalEvent escapes her lips. Andshes sure her Hapi has changed. Asshe bites her lips, her fingers tracingthe path of the wonderful newtouchEvent, the new vocalEventescapes her lips again, only this timelonger and louder. Lace wants tostop and cover herself. Shecomputes she is being visiCaptured.She prompts her synapse to stop herfingers eventing, but her synapserefuses the prompt. When her fingersenter the soft orifice between her legsshes lost. Part of her entirety wantsto stop. But her synapse it seemsonly want to go on. The third timethe vocalEvent escapes her lips itdoesnt stop. And shes sure her Hapihas changed. An intense touchEvent


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soon slam her entirety over and overagain. And strange fluid oozes, her

entirety seeming to squeeze it fromher deepest and softest places. Lacehas her most intense mindJoy, herentirety throbbing and milking herdry.

In her bed, Lace recalls the MoVista,and the new touchEvent returns toher cons. She recalls the event overand over in her cons until the fallsasleep.

Midgy planned her purge for 6months. Shes been aware of theprocess for years. Most of that timesince was spent saving the moneyshe would need to pay for theprocedure, and after putting ittogether, she still had to convinceherself the Op really would work. Shewas tired of the program. The thingsher Hapi subjects her to, especially atnight, she really doesnt know howmuch more of it she can take. So she


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had finally decided. She wants thedirty bots out of her for good. Midgy

knows ridding her body of thenanoBots isnt the end of hersuffering. The rest of her life will stillbe a chore. Daily trying to avoidbeing reInfected, deconstructing all of

the nanoInfrastructure already in herbody, as well as avoiding detectiononce free, she knows these are allthings she will still have to contendwith, but is ready to begin her newlife as a whole person, able to think,feel, live, have privacy, things shebelieves we are all inherently entitledto.

Midgy likes Fyst a lot. When he hadcome to Madnis to visit she hadwanted to tell him how much shelikes him. They had spent most of their time being physical, and a partof her was frankly afraid to open up inthis way digital.

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intense mindWoe after theirafternoon together that, even though

he futureEvents to talk to her and tosee her again, didnt bother to visiafter returning to his solitude. All of the instant education Fyst had beenprogrammed with returned once the

caffeine wore off. Everything he hadbeen warned to avoid, every eventthe Hapi had insisted he decline,every touchSense hed been willed toavoid he had instead experiencedwith Midgy. His mindWoe over goingto see her at all fills his cons. MoremindWoe for Fyst, so do the MoVistasof them together. He spends daysfutureEventing to delete his everyvista of her, but really cant programthe change. After several more daysof conflicted mindWant , Fyst gives inand visis Midgy. She couldnt havebeen more pleased to see his face.Midgy had started to wonder if shehad lost him.

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there. She cant tell him exactly whatshes going to do, but makes it clear

shes doing something important andwants a friend there for support.

Their train ride across town is filledwith pregnant pauses. Fyst spends

most of the time making his visi meetMidgys and then not. HefutureEvents to touch her, to crossthe passage of the train and sit nextto her, holding her close andvocalizing how much her moVistashave been in his cons, and how trulyrelevant to his awareness their timetogether has been. Fyst doesntmove from his seat. The whisk of theslideRail towards uptown Madnis isinstead an event full of mindWant andaching for Fyst, as he is unable toprogram his simple rise from his seatand return to the one next to her.

Midgys mind is filled mainly withfear. She has spent so much timethinking about and planning for herpurge, and now that she is on the way


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to that date with her freedom, whatshe feels most is trepidation.

It is a dreadful thing to be infected bythe Hapi.

You lose all sense of self, you live in a

constant program of data request andsubmission, and the very notion of privacyof ownership, of having somethingindividual, some item or thoughtexclusive to you that something,anything you can claim, own, isforever a fantasy. If you are in tunewith any part of what it used to meanto be human, if you have any sensethat we are all (each) -individual, not(one) Borgd, then life as a part of the Hapi is indeed a life spent inprison.

Midgy dreams of escaping her prison.She dreams of being one only withherself.. where she can choseinclusion or exclusion, support of objection, where she can be humanagain, and live her own life. Beyond


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this is a void. What she will do withher freedom is still unknown to her.

Whether she will seek out a partner,whether she will walk futurePathsalone, she hasnt even crossed thebridge of understanding of this.

Looking across the passage of theslideRail into the eyes of her friendFyst, all she wants is to be able toshare with him, to confide in him, thatthis day, today, the thing she ispreparing to do is the most significantevent in her life to date.

Their eyes meet again, and she readsFysts own want, and a bond is bornbetween them out of mutual want,them still sitting silent. What Fystwants is no different from what shewants to be free enough to wantwhat you want without fear, and tohave the liberty to stand, cross thepassage of a train and take it.

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has more of a fear of his Hapi thanshe has for her own Hapi, and dares

not take the chance. Fyst sees thewaters well in her visi, his cons doingits best to compute this, andsomehow his entirety automaticallyknows that he must rise and rush to

her, placing his arms around her,kissing her head again and again,until her visi runs dry.

When Midgy looks up from theirembrace, the entire coach of onlookers look on as if witnessing abirth. Her eyes wet again, only thistime with relief and with joys Pain.Fyst squeezes her close to him, andtheir lips lock in its own embrace.

I have to tell you something,says Midgy as their lips part. AndFyst makes their Visis meet again,programming broad faceJoy.

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After the touchEvent in the bathtubLace slept late. She had already

resigned her serv at the museum andreally doesnt have anything to dountil she somehow rationalizes a newserv. Her awareness has changed somuch. She rationalizes she deserves

the break, and is slow to even climbout of bed.

When she does get out of bed shewalks straight into the web. It hasbeen some time since shes spent anytime there and her wetware feelsslow and lethargic connecting to thewebFace. Even the wall of thegateWay is different. LacemindQuery whether anything abouther awareness is ever going tocompare to her stores.

Inside the front wall of the websgateway is the usual matrix of ads.

The ad that Lace first visis is an ad fora retreat and spa in Madnis.

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walks past its display. Spend 3days and 2 nights in the lap of

luxury. You wont ever be thesame. Lace understands most of the soundEvent. She cant alwayscompute the web for all of itslanguages and dialects. But she

immediately palms the open glassdoorway of the ad, computing asoothing caress her wetware as thewebFace brings her inside the room.

The most luxurious European sofasadorn the room, and she routines herwetware to cross the room and sitnext to the hostess and complete theregistration.

The room where Midgys purge is tooccur lay, still, dark and sterile. Afterleaving the train and exiting thestation her and Fyst stop and buymore Boost before heading across thestreet to the medical building. Midgywants to tell Fyst her secret. Shedoesnt think it fair that he comealong to lend support, not even


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knowing what it is she is actuallygoing to do. So after they each down

2 of the compact caffeinated serums,she sits Fyst down on a bench just infront of her appointment, andattempts to explain her decision. Shewaits until she feels the familiar buzz

of her Hapis revolt. If shes dulledher own Hapi with 2 of the condensedbeverages then Fysts have to be atleast equally dulled.

Fyst, she starts. Have youever disobeyed your Hapi? She cansee the obvious concern rise to hisface. He stands, pacing, looking as if he wants to run away. Midgy takeshis hand as he passes her and guideshim to sit again.

I dont want you to bealarmed Fyst. But Im tired. I think Iwant to be free from it. He tries tostand again and she stops him. Hetakes his face in his palms rubbing.

Fyst, are you going to sayanything? He remains silent, hiseyes wide open, him still rubbing hisface.


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Fyst, thats what am here todo.. today.. inside this building

behind us. She motions with herhead. And Fysts eyes just widenagain, his face she notices growing alittle red.

Fyst, Honey I need you to say

something. I asked you to come herewith me, simply because Im afraid.Fyst cant rationalize the vocalization(honey) in this reference. Everythingelse she vocalizes he computes.Although he would have moremindEase if she had told him of thefutureEvent, he also rationalizes thisis due to her fear. Then his Hapiprograms his response.

Midgy, Honey, my mind is atease.

A beam of sunLight shining into theOpRoom is Midgys only companyafter she is left there by thedispassionate nurse. The gown shewas asked to wear for the procedurebarely covers her. And she sits to theOpTable, trying to hold the gownaround her, and taking a deep breath


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to quiet her fears. Midgy reallywishes Fyst could be in the room with

her, if only during the time shespends waiting before they begin. The nurse returns, prepping Midgy forher purge. She cant believe itsfinally time.

The procedure to disable thenanoBots and purge them fromMidgys system is only expected totake a matter of minutes. Removingany flesh construct of the Hapi is a farmore complicated and involvedprocedure, and the plan is to attackthat issue in stages. Disabling thenano and any further construction isthe first and most relevant stage.


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Chapter 7

Bek isnt convinced the Hapi payloadis delivered by airplanes, or food, orthe web for that matter. If he wasgoing to infect the entire populacewith nanoBots he would probably use

all available delivery mechanisms.Popular opinion is they cant survivein the food long enough.. and thatyou need a physical conduit fordelivery. This of course would ruleout the web. WetWareToWebcommunication is still solelydigitalWireless. But you can neverput it past madMen what insanitydreams up in a lab. He wants to besure. His daily purge has kept himclean enough to think freely, but hewants to be sure of how the infectionand programming works if he is toeffectively lead the charge to rid theworld of it. Bek wants to be able toget to the source of the program andget accurate data on its innerworkings. That source resides in thevery same place he wants to destroy,and in that one place he would stick


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out like a sore. He figures his bestchance to get at the Hapi soul is

through its tentacles -to recruit fromright amongst its model participants,to find, seek out someone in the knowabout the inner sanctum of theprogram and free them and get them

onside.

The surge of the EM burst as Midgy

lay waiting in the centre of the shinyOpTable must be what set the seriesof events in motion. She is laying ona rubber mat running the length of her body when the EM housing slidesand passes over her. As theheavyMetal machine passes overMidgy her eyes open wide a kind of contrast for the slow motion of thepass of the apparatus. Second to hereyes her mouth soon opens as well.

The sounds Midgy expects to escapeher lips is instead silence, followedeventually by a deep hoarse gutinhalation and then by the storm of nanoBots on exodus from her open


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mouth. The stream of nanoMinuteorganisms escaping her is gray at the

outset. As the density of the exodusfrom her mouth grows though, sodarkens the stream eventually toblack. A deepGut growl soon escapesfrom Midgys mouth, and then smaller

exodus, one then the next open herskin with pop. Soon Midgys wholebody is alight black- with the swarmof a billion metal rodents on retreatfrom her frame. That frame isntMidgy anymore. The creature whosemouth hangs ever open is barely acreature yet. It now mainly an almostinanimate thing -an unending streamof whining, buzzing infestationescaping its lips- doesnt resembleMidgy at all. The redness that adornsthe face of the creature, like lit coalfanned, the red glowing beneath thecracks all over its face, glows lurid. Aflakiness soon causes the skin to growpaler, then drying looking nothing likethe beautiful girl that lay quiet on thetable only moments earlier.


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A shock and astonishment quicklycrawls onto both nurse and surgeon

their mouths opening and closing too-to bellow their cries. And soon theirmouths hang ever open again. Ashrill shriek escapes the lips of bothbefore the still coursing nanoStream

exiting what was Midgy it splittingand darting toward both- echoes asilence, the mouths of both nurse anddoctor fill stretching with the assaultof the Bot.

What was Midgy is no more butmainly dust. What lay silent in thecentre of the cold sterile Op Tablewhen the dust has lifted resemblesmore bad meat, raw, white, frothing,a thin film of rot bathing ittranslucent, cold and dead fullyinanimate now, never to live orbreathe again.

Soon both doctor and nurse collapseto the floor as well, only not lookingas cold or as dead them spasming,flopping, thudding over and over tothe floor, the knock, the knock. And


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as quickly the double doors of thecold room, it now filled with the

stagnant odor of decayed and rottingflesh, swings open, and standing inthe doorway is Fyst, his mouth alsohanging wide open

He doesnt rush to Midgy. He doesntcompute the festering meat on theOpTable to be that. He doesnt holdher remains in his arms if only forcomfort. Instead he stumbles fromthe room entry, a disgust rising in hisstomach, and bile spewing from hislips, him computing, digitizing andmodulating; Midgys Purge Fails.

Blooth wasnt born in Madnis butgrew up there. His handler if heserved any real purpose had letBlooth know this one very importantdetail about his life. He is one of thetubeBabies. He was born for aRearing in West Entirety, and but forthis one defect, he would have been


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reared there in Entirety and had atraditional upbringing.

He wasnt even a year into hisRearing when the defect wasdiscovered. As the 92 entireties inthe care of the Rearing began to

stumble and walk, it was time toprogram their posture and strut.Each of the entireties in his brood hadto be prepped for the mandatoryfeature. Preparation included dailytesting and exercise after hours of programming. Each of the 92progressed nicely, except Blooth.Somehow each day during exercisehe had difficulty demonstrating theprogram. Several months in itbecame clear there was someabnormality preventing Bloothsdevelopment along with the otherentireties.

When his handler was brought onsiteto develop a prognosis, it quicklybecame evident he simply couldnt beprogrammed by the Hapi. There wasa failure to connect to his synapse


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-will it if you will. The matter wasserious enough, it came to the

awareness of the Hapi. Can youimagine?.. unable to program thesynapse of a developing entirety?After several more months of evaluation, a consensus was wrought.

The entirety must be destroyed.

Blooth barely escaped with his life.Had his handler not been onsitethroughout, and had the man, amiddleAged man, there at theinception of the fashioning of theHapi, had he not campaigned for thesparing of the entirety, had he notappealed to a higher moral calling,Blooth would have been erased.Instead his entirety was placed in thedirect care of said handler, and hewas exiled to live, as all other defectsof the tubingProcess, in Madnis.

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Daily routines hardCoded into theconstruct are irreversible -laws,

guidelines, counselling and advise-pushed to the host. And they bettertake receipt of it. Programming isdelivered across the board withoutbias or malice. And were it today,

Blooths demise would have occurredwithout debate -no tears shed, asnone are shed for every coldcalculated murder, the deliberatefailure of internal organs, explosion of cranial matter, forced selfMutilationto the point of death, its all just amatter of course if the quest forpeace of the loving Hapi wills it.

In the care of the handler he survived,thrived even. The handler had had torear Blooth personally. Hisprogramming had to be donephysically, onSite. And when Bloothturned 15 and ready for solitude, hehad to have a trace inserted insideeach of his organs so he could begeoTraced like every other entirety.


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H.A.P.I. Human Application ProgrammingInterface

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Efilie has always been painfully awareher puny existence is as a singlenanoBot is to the entire system of 8billion bodies full of the tiny robots,maybe a billion per host, and that sheneeded to respect the system. Shelet Bek know. When he had finallyinformed her of what he wanted herto do.. of the reason he had accostedher ahead of her rally, she let himknow; you will never defeat thisthing.. you will never be bigger,stronger, smarter than this A.I. incontrol of the entire world. The mostthat you can do, Efilie had let himknow, is reason to the A.Is better

judgement.
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XEIT DIARY OF A TARGET

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The waves our bodies, our brains giveoff are as easy to pirate as the zillioncellular signals whisking back andforth past each other past each of us.And the means to change you to put,not take signal from man, impressingbrainImages, sounds, smells, plot,plan onto you, why would this be anymore challenging? You arebiDirectional hackable, thus, who youare, erasable.
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When she enters the main hall, onelone figure, taking up the oppositeend of the hall, breaking up the light,and forcing the light to form likepainter's oil around the figure, standsdefiant. Tisha raises the reverend'sshotgun, and the figure forces thelight to move, the light revealing thefigure now pressed against one wall,less defiant. Tisha waits for thefigures arm to rise, then hurls theatom splitter against the same wall

and watches as the wall and floor andadjacent wall mutate, seeming liquidtraversing space to the lighted figure.And figure -matter, becomes anti-matter, and crumpling to a pile on thefloor, matter in the end.
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