Part 18The Supervisor sighed softly as he watched the world through the eyes of Pentos, weighing his options. The trail had ended just a few meters outside of the building. It was too old, and dust and filth were clogging up Pentos’ artificial nose. There were other means of tracking Thomas and Tetra, but he needed to be absolutely sure that Pentos ( Read more... )

Part 19Thomas thanked the girl that brought the dream machines. He carefully laid one of them down on the blanket on the floor. He pointed out every piece and its function. The mask that provided the sensory stimulation. The pump that sent the ichor from the reservoir through the needle and into the bloodstream. The circuitry that provided the ( Read more... )

Part 17Thomas and Tetra walked quickly, trying to ignore the beady eyes that stared at them from all directions. The rats were a curious lot, but also fiercely protective of their territory. It had taken them years to accept Thomas, and now he was bringing in a stranger. Nearly everyone in the city had witnessed Tetra jumping down the fifteen foot ( Read more... )

Part 16The Supervisor regarded the sterile thing in the middle of the room quietly. He couldn’t help but feel proud of his new creation, the first computer built from a human body, powered by a human mind. The possibilities seemed nearly limitless. In a sense he had invented artificial intelligence, although the word ‘artificial’ didn’t seem ( Read more... )

Part 15Thomas sighed as he made his way up the stairs. The wound in his leg still ached, but alcohol numbed it for the moment. His hands were trembling slightly, an indication of the fact that his body needed something stronger than alcohol. With Tetra tied up in his apartment for the past few days, he hadn’t had much time for Dreaming and it was ( Read more... )

Part 14Everything was going so well, yet so wrong at the same time. Pentos was still performing up to expectations, and it seemed that the plans he had for the Doctor would work out. Still, the Supervisor was not a happy man. There was a thorn in his side, a thorn that proved to be too smart to simply be picked up and pulled out. The cleaners had ( Read more... )

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Part 12Behind the safety of three inches of bullet-proof glass, the Supervisor and the Chirurgeon observed Pentos as he danced through the training room, dodging the endless streams of bullets that were flung at him by the machineguns mounted on the wall. He moved about effortlessly, proving that the Chirurgeon had done a perfect job in building ( Read more... )

Part 11Thomas smiled as he walked down the street. New boots, a cleaned and stitched up wound, and still a few dollars to spare. For the first time in weeks, Thomas smiled, even though the boots were second hand and the wound was stitched with simple thread in stead of silk. It was still far more luxury than he was used to. Even the weather was dry ( Read more... )

Part 10With hands that were trembling with panic, the Doctor stuffed books, data discs and research reports in the old duffel bag. His mind still tried to comprehend the data the Chirurgeon had showed him. He couldn’t believe he had been set up for failure. His mind drifted back to Tetra, all alone in the rainy night. He forced himself to ignore ( Read more... )