Mikael felt his consciousness shift…
In a room, in a distant place, a man was sitting on the couch watching television…
He was an electrician, getting comfortable with life; he was in a place to start looking for a wife…
Suddenly the lights flickered, the power turned off, and shadows engulfed the room…
“Huh?” Michael says, getting up…
When suddenly, his form shifts…
He became taller, the color of his hair turned black, and his eyes flashed red for a moment…
The lights flicker, and the power turns back on, coursing through the house…
Light cast on his face; the man’s appearance had completely changed…
Mikael hears a voice whisper…
Copy complete… Takeover and extraction successful… Dividing space… Life implant successful… Reviewing contracts… processing the river… processing the road… consent confirmed... authorization approved… feel free… act accordingly… world state is active… perception shift… road markers… tattoo check active…
Strings of words stream through Mikael’s consciousness…
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It was the standard process…
Somewhere down the road, this electrician’s life extends, and he was able to meet Mikael in another world…
Mikael was cordial enough, but he was just not a nice person; he whispered a contract into his ear, did a bit of work to appease the man, and gained access to a life he left behind…
At some point, after enough life is lived, when man sees the vast universe, and the greatness of the heavens, the worn edges of cold hard steel, it flows into water, becomes a spirit, a shadow…
In this state, a man could be anything…
Mikael lets out a sigh and looks around the room…
He sees a pack of cigarettes and sits on the couch to light a smoke…
Inhaling deeply, he breathes it in, the fresh aura of a baby… so sweet, so lovely…
Mikael lets out a sigh and leaves the cigarette in the ashtray to burn…
He was hungry… which could only mean one thing… there was work to do…
He gets up and looks outside the house…
The sun was setting…
Mikael picks up the keys on the coffee table and moves to exit the house...
“Damn, forgot the cigarettes…” He says, grabbing the pack of smokes and the lighter…
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***Vroom***
***Vroom***
Mikael smiles; the truck was pretty run-down but at least it was working…
Mikael takes out his phone and dials a number as he backs out of the driveway…
The phone starts to ring as he drives onto the road…
“Hello, who are you looking for?” The voice asks...
Mikael drives along, scanning the road, looking for signs for the journey ahead…
“I’m with Kate, looking for a pickup, and an order… if one was available…” Mikael says, hoping there was food to eat…
“Are you looking for some Kit-Kats?” The voice asks.
Mikael laughs… “Yeah, and a fat steak if you had one…” He says…
“Do you know the Salisbury House on Saint Anne’s?” The voice asks.
Mikael thinks it over… “Yes, pretty sure…” He says…
“Pickup will be available at midnight, and I’ll text you a number… Kate has an order for you…” The voice says before ending the call…
Mikael smiles and lets out a sigh… He was just glad there was something to do…