Chapter III: Living in "Zion"
Living in "Zion" isn't what it's all cut out to be. The neighborhood is full of things so sinister, it's indescribable. The sirens keep me up past 1:30 (which gives me time to catch up on my homework). Once I'm done with my Extra Credit assignments I go straight to my computer to talk to my fellow geeks and computer nerds. Yes I know, I said I was quite the athlete, which I am, but only at track. I can run like hell, but that only makes me look like a wimp to all of the tougher guys who play football. It comes in handy when they want to use their qualities against mine.
Sirens are heard over in the distance, then gunfire, and finally a scream.
Sigh, "The usual." I think nothing of it, because I know I'll be hearing it again tomorrow night.
My friend Taylor comes on, he likes to be known as "Saint". We all have our nicknames.
"Hey," I type as if nothing's going on.
"You hear what happened yesterday?"
I say with no care in the world, "What?"
"Maverick is missing."
"What? Why? How?" now I was concerned, our friend Mitch, or Maverick, was talking about escaping from reality. We never knew what the hell he was talking about. He just went on and on about machines controlling us. He'd been going to psychiatrists, but he would just argue with them and never let them help him.
"I don't know, that's just the rumor that's been going around."
"Poor guy, I hope he's ok."
"Yeah me too."
"Yeah me too."
"Saint, you just said that."
"What?"
"You just said that."
"Mr. T you're crazy, it must be déjà vu." Mr. T is what I was called back then.
The screen starts to fade away, and then it starts blinking.
"What the." the screen goes back to normal.
"What was that?" Saint asked.
"You too?"
Saint is typing something down but before it appears the connection is cut, the monitor shuts down, and the disks fry up.
"WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON?!?!"

Next: Chapter IV: The Virus Spreads