The Colonel and the Singularity [Original Fiction, 405 words]
Title: The Colonel and the Singularity
Length: 405 words
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original Fiction
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What are you doing with that?
I'm getting out of here.
Put it down.
What's going on?
Put it down.
Is it safe here?
Put the neutralizer down and we'll talk.
It's not safe, is it? I don't want to get hurt.
You're safer here than you are Outside.
Nowhere is safe anymore.
Please, put the neutralizer down. I just want to talk. You're safe as long as you're with me.
You're lying.
Why would I lie to you?
To save your own ass.
You're safe, I promise.
Nowhere's safe anymore. I know about bombs. The radiation goes everywhere, doesn't it? If I'm gonna die, I wanna die quick. I don't wanna get cancer. Hair falling out -
Please, sir -
I like my fucking hair -
Put down the -
Be honest. Am I gonna die?
Not today, sir.
We're all gonna die one day, Lieutenant.
Give me the neutralizer.
Oh, fine.
Thank you.
You're going to die too.
Not today.
One day.
I suppose.
Are you okay with that?
I suppose so, sir.
You want to die?
I didn't say -
You think it's fucking fine to keel over one day and be gone forever?
It's not like there's anything I can do about it.
You don't want to see the future?
I don't get to make that choice.
Ever get bored, thinking this is all there is?
What do you mean?
You know. You're never gonna get to see what the Internet looks like from the inside. Lots of other stuff, but that's the one that bugs me the most.
I don't know a whole lot about the Internet. I just use it, like everybody else.
How long until the guards get here?
I haven't called them.
Don't bullshit me. I know the system calls them automatically when an inmate breaks out.
Sure. Uh, any minute now.
What are they gonna do to me?
Put you back in your cell, sir.
Are they gonna drug me again?
Not if you don't try to escape again.
I don't like being in here.
You don't have a choice.
I want a choice.
You made your choice when you robbed iBM, sir.
I wanna connect.
Please let the guards take you back to your cell.
No!
They're going to sedate you if you don't comply, sir.
No! Please, make them stop -
Go ahead.
I don't... want to. I... don't.
Take him back to holding.
Length: 405 words
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original Fiction
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What are you doing with that?
I'm getting out of here.
Put it down.
What's going on?
Put it down.
Is it safe here?
Put the neutralizer down and we'll talk.
It's not safe, is it? I don't want to get hurt.
You're safer here than you are Outside.
Nowhere is safe anymore.
Please, put the neutralizer down. I just want to talk. You're safe as long as you're with me.
You're lying.
Why would I lie to you?
To save your own ass.
You're safe, I promise.
Nowhere's safe anymore. I know about bombs. The radiation goes everywhere, doesn't it? If I'm gonna die, I wanna die quick. I don't wanna get cancer. Hair falling out -
Please, sir -
I like my fucking hair -
Put down the -
Be honest. Am I gonna die?
Not today, sir.
We're all gonna die one day, Lieutenant.
Give me the neutralizer.
Oh, fine.
Thank you.
You're going to die too.
Not today.
One day.
I suppose.
Are you okay with that?
I suppose so, sir.
You want to die?
I didn't say -
You think it's fucking fine to keel over one day and be gone forever?
It's not like there's anything I can do about it.
You don't want to see the future?
I don't get to make that choice.
Ever get bored, thinking this is all there is?
What do you mean?
You know. You're never gonna get to see what the Internet looks like from the inside. Lots of other stuff, but that's the one that bugs me the most.
I don't know a whole lot about the Internet. I just use it, like everybody else.
How long until the guards get here?
I haven't called them.
Don't bullshit me. I know the system calls them automatically when an inmate breaks out.
Sure. Uh, any minute now.
What are they gonna do to me?
Put you back in your cell, sir.
Are they gonna drug me again?
Not if you don't try to escape again.
I don't like being in here.
You don't have a choice.
I want a choice.
You made your choice when you robbed iBM, sir.
I wanna connect.
Please let the guards take you back to your cell.
No!
They're going to sedate you if you don't comply, sir.
No! Please, make them stop -
Go ahead.
I don't... want to. I... don't.
Take him back to holding.