Weak in the knees
I found it in the park, hidden in a bush. It looked like a hat, but it had wires in it. I picked it up and saw some little lights blinking on it. To get it out of sight, I stuffed it in my shirt and walked away quickly. I didn't really know why I wanted it, or what purpose it could have, but I decided to claim it anyway.
I had been living in the mostly-intact basement of a collapsed building for a couple of weeks. From the outside, it looks like a heap of rubble, but I know the right bit of logod plexiglass to move. A short climb brings me to a long dark hallway. This place used to be a bigshot casino. All the fancy stuff was aboveground. Down here are offices, store rooms, vaults, and yours truly. The walls are taupe.
I sleep in an old office. I dragged out the filing cabinets, shelves, and other junk furnature. Made myself a nest in the corner using stuff from the storage rooms. I kept the desk, though. Without electricity, it's completely silent down here. Total silence is a rare luxury to the homeless. It took some getting used to. The place is lit with emergency glow globes. Those things last forever.
I pulled out the strange wired hat. The lights blinked softly at me. It didn't look like a fashion thing, because most of the wires were on the inside. The bill came down over the eyes. It didn't make any sense. I put it on. Nothing at first. Then I saw something in the corner of my eye, like a fly buzzing around. When I moved my eyes to look at it, bright white text zoomed into my field of vision.
CALIBRATING
The room went dark, except for those words. I got panicky, trying to reach out, but I couldn't feel anything. I was floating in space. I felt little pinpricks on my hands and feet. The sensation spread across my whole body in a slow wave. Then there was a different sensation. A nice one, all over. Nothing I had ever felt before.
I was sitting on a soft couch in a very nice hotel room. An incredibly beautiful woman is standing in front of me with a sly smile on her face. She's looking straight into my eyes.
"Hey Chuck, good to see you."
I had been living in the mostly-intact basement of a collapsed building for a couple of weeks. From the outside, it looks like a heap of rubble, but I know the right bit of logod plexiglass to move. A short climb brings me to a long dark hallway. This place used to be a bigshot casino. All the fancy stuff was aboveground. Down here are offices, store rooms, vaults, and yours truly. The walls are taupe.
I sleep in an old office. I dragged out the filing cabinets, shelves, and other junk furnature. Made myself a nest in the corner using stuff from the storage rooms. I kept the desk, though. Without electricity, it's completely silent down here. Total silence is a rare luxury to the homeless. It took some getting used to. The place is lit with emergency glow globes. Those things last forever.
I pulled out the strange wired hat. The lights blinked softly at me. It didn't look like a fashion thing, because most of the wires were on the inside. The bill came down over the eyes. It didn't make any sense. I put it on. Nothing at first. Then I saw something in the corner of my eye, like a fly buzzing around. When I moved my eyes to look at it, bright white text zoomed into my field of vision.
CALIBRATING
The room went dark, except for those words. I got panicky, trying to reach out, but I couldn't feel anything. I was floating in space. I felt little pinpricks on my hands and feet. The sensation spread across my whole body in a slow wave. Then there was a different sensation. A nice one, all over. Nothing I had ever felt before.
I was sitting on a soft couch in a very nice hotel room. An incredibly beautiful woman is standing in front of me with a sly smile on her face. She's looking straight into my eyes.
"Hey Chuck, good to see you."
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