Icarus (part 2)

The translucent woman tapped her ear, and paused listening intently as the words BREAKING NEWS hung in the air before her. As the words faded, the woman set her hands on the desk and began. “This just in! A horrifying murder has taken place just ten minutes ago, at a local convenience store. Much is still unknown about the murder, including motive.” The woman and her desk were replaced by what appeared to be a live shot of a man in a police uniform.

“No motive can possibly warrant this heinous of an act! Rest assured we have determined a suspect and are on the move as we speak to bring him in. This has appeared to involve drugs, we can only assume that the man tried to sell this young man cryozyte, and when the young man refused, the suspect used an explosive bullet gun to settle the matter.” As the police officer was replaced with the woman and her desk, I carefully drove the knife into my left arm. One wrong move and my arteries start pumping air, or worse. As far as I’m aware no one knows what happens when you pull out your chip. They put it in early so it can meld with your nervous system, and they’ve only been trying to get them more and more integrated with it. But God only knows what I’ll be told next. That cop was telling people I was the freezer!

It’s become all too apparent to me how well our government’s been treating me; Been treating us as a whole. I winced as the knife moved through my flesh. Finally it found its target and stopped with a padded click. Blood flowed smoothly from the blade flowing from my arm to my leg and finally pooling in a small puddle on the tiled bathroom floor. I had taken quick refuge in an upscale restaurant bathroom to do this, and with virtual projectors in almost room of every building in the country, I had little time to worry about pains of the flesh.

The knife acted as a fulcrum the lift the chip out of the fleshy cave. As it rose I began to feel twinges in my spine. The more I continued the higher the twinge grew until I could see the technological flag and the twinge was right below my skull. As I examined the chip I found that there seemed to be a tiny chip installed into a housing that fused with tissue and nerves.

For a moment I considered trying to remove just the chip, after all that is what they would be using to find me, and I had no idea what pulling out fused nervous tissue would do. And then I remembered the look on the detectives face in the police station as he choked on his own donut in laughter.

As the chip and its housing flew across the room through the head of another police officer’s virtual image, my body was sent reeling to the ground. Lying on the floor, I tried to catch my breath. I felt as if I was dying and being born at the same time. The sensation was so overpowering and liberating that I couldn’t help but weep. As the initial shock began to fade, my sobs became shorter. I sat up and opened my eyes, and oh the things I saw.