Déjà-vu

He is his own worst enemy.

One man with nothing to lose, a desire to write a diary, and worse yet – nothing to do – teams up with his partner in crime to give meaning to his bored and pointless existence. Will he find something worth writing in his diary, or will this day turn out to be just like any other?

Find out in this bizarre and absurd short story, Déjà-vu*.

 

*May contain more true story flavouring than necessary. 

Hit ‘n’ Run (On the Run part 1)

Baptiste, inside a Renraku owned community

Two more blocks.
Through my image link, my bio monitor fires all sorts of angry warning onto my augmented reality overlay.

Blood pressure.
Fatigue.
Breathing.
Hydration.
Muscle spasms.
Blood loss and two bullet holes in my right shoulder, blah blah blah, and they all are written in bold and big, ugly red. Up to this point, though, the run went well.
“Sir Baptiste,” my polite agent program in his flawless english butler theme remarks, “your vitals are in critical stage. Should I contact DocWagen™ for you?”
Drek. With a simple thought I abort the request. Yes, I’m injured, got it. Thanks. Though, somehow I believe Renraku won’t give permission to the Docs, to rescue me from their turf.
Behind me, the steps of the security guards echo through the ally. Another gunshot’s hitting the wall to my left, missing me and ripping apart the plaster.
Close one, unlike the first two bullets buried in my shoulder.
Two more blocks and I’m out of the ‘Raku-turf. Though, according to my bio monitor, and the flashing red lights in my AR, I won’t make it. But I’ve got the package. Some hot data from one of the mainframes, labeled <project_ex>.

Even now, as more bullets are closing in and blood’s soaking through my shirt, I have to smile about how easy it was to get the data. Very light security, no Intrusion-Countermeasure program I couldn’t fool. Hard to believe anyone would pay so much nuyen for this little effort – besides my almost certain death after bumping into a security guard, that wasn’t on his scheduled patrol but randomly strolling around. What good is it to hack in and gather input on the security schedules, if the damn guards don’t follow it?

The steps are closing in and I’m still one block from the exit.

Shit.

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