Outrun Stories

This morning I was normal. This morning I was a different person. This morning I had had some semblance of a life. I had a past with friends, family. I had a future with a job and a girl and all the other shit that goes along with that. Now, none of it matters, but what else could I have done? There wasn’t anything else, so when they came knocking, I saw in their eyes what they were there for, who they were there for, but he’s my brother, so what am I supposed to do, just give them his neo-coding? Just hand him over to them? Say, "Oh yeah, here’s the bloodline teli-sync that you’re looking for. Why don’t you just hack straight into his god-damn neocortex and wipe his consciousness out of existence?"

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