Wow. It's currently 11.23pm.
AND I'VE FINISHED MY LA PATCHWORK 4!!!!
Shall post it here cos I too happy le xD
Contrasts The hacker crouched, hidden in a corner of the room. He looked around the room. All clear. He stood silently. Time was ripe for revenge. He went to the main computer beeping in the room, transmitting and receiving electronic messages sent by the NeuroBrain owners. He walked to the computer, and tapped on the keys fervently. Once in, he inserted a program code into the computer’s base code system. He smiled to himself, a smile of victory.
*** Saphira strolled down the streets in the 2030 A.D. city. The wondrous sights of floating Zephyrs did not disturb her; neither did the towering skyscrapers, nor the fantastic neon displays that dominated the cityscape. She did not care, as she was not a part of this world, just because she did not own a NeuroBrain, an electronic brain that enabled you to gain abilities beyond the reaches of a normal human. Owning a NeuroBrain was an identity, proof that you are from this age. She could only stay as a mere clerk in the NeuroTech company because of that mere reason, but she was more knowledgeable on the inside workings of the NeuroBrain than the person who designed it.
She walked past a giant plasma television display. The newscaster was commenting on the NeuroBrain. “A NeuroBrain, aside from providing you with super intelligence, lets you communicate telepathically. All of them are linked, so you can share absolutely everything with other people. It’s the greatest breakthrough of modern age!” The newscaster spoke enthusiastically. Saphira grinned to herself, wondering if he had written all those pretty words by himself.
She looked down at her shoes. It was of a 2007 Nike model. She was not proud of it – it was considered as a total antique in the city. Nevertheless it was the only pair of shoes she had. A man walked past her, and pushed her out of the way. She looked at him, and got a shock. The man’s eyes were blank, like those of a wax figure. Then she noticed that everyone’s moments were synchronized, even their breathing. All that unnerved her. Something was definitely wrong.
As she walked on she noticed many unusual sights. She knew that a virus was injected into the NeuroBrain, and it was controlling the people’s actions, having read about the brain itself through the years. She tried to ignore the signs. After all she had no feeling for this city, even though she had lived there for half her life. She never loved the cityscape; she never loved the citizens. They were hostile to her. She did not belong there.
Gradually she realized that she was the only one with in the city with a mind of their own. She had never thought about it before, but now she was the only one to…save the world? Even the thought of it sounded ridiculous. She seemed so small, so insignificant. What could she do? She did not even know where he was!
Never mind where he was! Saphira knew if she went to the control tower of the NeuroTech Company she can get everything back to normal by reversing the code the hacker had placed in the Main Computer. The police could do the rest.
She ran to the control tower of the NeuroTech Company. As a clerk in the NeuroTech Company, she had access to all the rooms. She walked boldly up to the now intimidating office building of NeuroTech Company, scanned her retina, and went into the office building.
Nothing blocked her way, yet she knew she was being watched. Security cameras were everywhere in the office building, to prevent workers from stealing valuable parts from the factory. The NeuroBrain users had lost all thought of moral values through the years, and there was no doubt that the NeuroBrain itself was causing the damage. Saphira smiled sadly, and continued down the deserted hallway.
She reached the control room. Something was amiss. No beeping sound came from the computer locked within the steel doors. She took a deep breath and placed her finger on the touch pad. The door clicked open.
She did not see anyone in the room. She walked to the computer tapped on the keys. A series of codes flashed up the screen. She had to find the harmful one, delete it and replace it with the correct one. Too absorbed with her task, she did not notice a black figure rising from the floor. It was not until she heard a hoarse cough that she whirled around, alarmed. From the poor lighting, she could just make out a black figure, and that he was a man, a teenager no older than her. She could not see his face in detail, but she could tell that his face was finely crafted, as if shaped by a sculptor out of stone. His face was indeed like a block of stone – cold, emotionless. There was an odd gleam in his deep blue eyes. He spoke.
“So, you’re the person without the NeuroBrain, aren’t you?” He asked. His eyes belied his curiosity. He moved towards her. Saphira was not sure if he was as scared of her as she was scared of him. She could hear his laboured breathing clearly.
Saphira plucked up the courage to ask him, “Why would you want to do this? You’re destroying all of mankind!” He laughed a bitter laugh that echoed through the room. Then Saphira saw something gleaming in his eyes, shining in the light from the screen of the computer. She knew that it was not the usual twinkle that any living creature had in their eyes. It was tears. He started recounting his story, and it came out like water rushing out of a broken dam.
“I was born, by parents whom I never knew. You see, I was abandoned since young. My parents regarded blue eyes as “a sign of the demons”, and thus abandoned me in a rubbish dump. I didn’t know how I survived. The only thing I knew was that I didn’t have a NeuroBrain installed. I never bothered to register for one, and never could. Then I came to this blasted city, seeking for a better life.” He glanced out of the window with hatred and revulsion. “I was not accepted by anyone, as they all had a NeuroBrain and in some way, ‘superior’ to me. I was bullied for fifteen years. The most common thing I heard them saying to me was that I was not human.”
A maniacal grin spread across his finely carved features, contorting it and making it look grotesque. He looked back at Saphira and continued his story. “Oh yes, girl, I am not human. I am beyond any human that was ever created! Look what I did to them, they who bullied me for fifteen years! I controlled them! Never thought that there would be this day, huh?” He shouted to the streets through the open window. A mad laugh escaped him.
Saphira was stunned. This person standing right in front of her was of the same plight as her. Abandoned, lost, lonely, looked down upon, pride trampled beneath high-tech shoes. Those feelings and experiences were familiar; they were a part of her life, her history. Her past whirled before her eyes, images from her past that sickened her. The flow was endless, and she could not stem it. She felt pity for this stranger standing in front of her. She could just walk away now, and not care, and she would live a better life. An argument raged silently within her, threatening to tear her apart.
An angry roar broke her thoughts. The person suddenly pounced on her. He missed, and went right out of the window. Falling through the swirling mist, he screamed, “I am beyond…” He did not have time to finish his sentence before crashing to the ground a hundred meters below. His last shout echoed though the narrow alleyways, a shadow, telling of a man’s tragic story and, with it, the true face of this age of prosperity.
Saphira stared at the open window. She did not dare look down, fearing what she would see. She sighed, and went to the computer. She found the code and removed it.
She wondered if she had done the right thing. Giving back the people’s minds would thrust her back into the world of discrimination she had known the moment she was born. She made a mighty effort to pull herself away from those thoughts. Even though if she sealed her fate with this, the people she was saving was her kind, even if they did not treat her so. She felt no regret in doing this.
Just then, the computer regained its steady beeping sound. For an unknown reason, she felt an infinite sadness originating from deep within her.
A crystalline tear rolled down her cheek.
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