Gabriel Ruiz
March 9th 2010
New Orleans, Louisiana.
George swept the various trash off of the street. It was early and cold. Colder than it should have been in march in the south. There were people on the streets, though nowhere near as many as there should have been. More and more people were giving up and going to the work camps, as they had no other way to support themselves.
Although George suspected that Skynet had something to do with the fact that there was no work to be done or that there was massive shortages in everything, he probably couldn't have pinpointed it to the fact that it was because Skynet just didn't need anyone to function, so it didn't mind when more and more of what makes a society work was either automated or ignored.
He got to a place where a relatively large road forked into two smaller ones. There was a building with a large screen in front of it displaying the temperature, the time, and various Skynet approved messages in black text on a stark white background. George stopped for a moment to watch. Waiting for the temperature and time was a decent excuse to take a few minute break and watched the messages scroll by.
He was just about to start moving again when the screen went black. a voice spoke out. "What you are about to see is both gruesome and disturbing, but everyone needs to see it"
The screen remained dark but there was visible images now. It was clearly being held by a cameraman, shaking slightly, and had only a small light to illuminate the room.
On screen were slabs, hooks, and conveyor belts with a chrome tint and blood all over them and bodies in various states of bloody dismemberment. There was a voice that occasionally gave a command like "film that" or "Make sure you get that" and George was almost certain that he could hear someone throwing up in the background.
The voice from the beginning of the video said "this is what Skynet..." before it went into static. George didn't know why but he dropped his broom and started running in the other direction.
This turned out to be the right choice as an HK descended from the sky not long afterwards and laid waste to the building.
I still don't think helping Skynet kill the Draka was a good idea.
-Gabriel Ruiz
John stood with Patricia as she talked about the only man on the list whom he hadn't met yet. Apparently Daniel Worchester had been a Security officer who had defected. He had given them some information but none of it seemed as though it was important enough to get on the list. The factory, the various ins and outs of Skynet's function, but nothing that John didn't already know.
"You're sure that he didn't say anything else?"
Patricia shrugged her shoulders. "That's pretty much it. I can't think of anything else that might be important."
John tried to think. Maybe the Idaho factory was where Lucia and Kyle were being held? He couldn't think of anything else that might make him particularly important.
He had hoped that Daniel was going to offer some insight into how to neutralize Skynet's space assets, as that was keeping him worried and nothing from the past had been able to offer any kind of solution to that particular problem. "Alright Patty. If there isn't anything else I won't keep you. Good luck."
"Thank you Sir." She said as she started to walk away. "Oh wait there is one other thing, he mentioned he had heard a rumor."
"A rumor? about what?"
"Old submarines in a Seattle harbor. I thought it was just nothing but it might be important."
"Well, it may be. I'll look into it."
Sorry for the occasional bout of silence but I'll try and finish this. Comments and criticisms are welcome. Also about how long would the nuclear winter from the final war last if anyone has any idea.