Disclaimer: I own none of the following: The Matrix, MSN, Shockwave, and
Dunkin' Donuts. However, Lina/Silvertree (and all the characters so far)
and the phrase 'spoon-bug' are mine!
(nik!) is now officially the sound clip [boing] is now officially the phone 'ploink' is thoughts.
Project Athena- Chapter 2: Teaspoon
Lina hesitated a moment, then clicked. Instead of opening the MSN website or a full-screen ad as expected, a small window popped up with the Shockwave logo in it and a sound clip began playing.
(Silvertree, my name is Pheniks. I have no time to answer questions. You know that something is not right in this world. You can't explain what makes you believe this, but you do, and passionately. You learned to hack because you thought, if you could have access to any computer, anywhere, you might be able to piece together the answer to the question. While you were searching for it, it was searching for you. And now it has found you. But you already know the answer.)
"The Matrix," Lina whispered, half unconsciously.
'what the hell.where'd that come from?.'
(Yes,) the voice of Pheniks said calmly, as though it was no great thing for a disembodied voice to know what someone had whispered under their breath in a locked room that was continually checked for bugs.
'my dear god, that's freaky.this person heard my answer.or did they just guess?.no, impossible.'
(If you want to understand the answer, be outside the Dunkin' Donuts at the corner of Maple and Elm street at eleven thirty PM tomorrow night. We'll meet you there.) The window closed, leaving Lina staring at the MSN ad again. Tentatively, she clicked the popup again, but all she got was an online registration form for 1000 free hours of MSN. Swearing, she closed the registration form and popup. This was all so creepy! How in hell had that person known what she was saying and doing? The only logical explanation was that it was all just a dream.
She went to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. Tea always helped her think . When the water boiled, she sat and idly bobbled her teabag up and down until she judged the tea was black enough to help her tired mind think straight. She squeezed out the teabag, added sugar to her cup, and stirred. She plunked an icecube in and took a gulp. She set the mug down, then took a long sip, noticing absently that she had forgotten to remove the teaspoon she had stirred with. Suddenly, the spoon squirmed and became a sort of worm with several long, spiky appendages- legs? Antennae? It looked metallic, almost robotic. She had to be dreaming now. And if it was a dream, why put the cup down? She wanted to see what the spoon- creature would do. She got her answer soon enough- the creature suddenly dove down her throat and squirmed its way down her esophagus causing nausea and pain. "Damn spoon-thingy." Lina moaned, collapsing to her knees on the floor. Just when she thought she would throw up, she pitched forward.
and whacked her head on her keyboard. A cold cup of coffee, dangerously close to said keyboard made dangerous sloshing noises. She was still at her desk. "It was a dream.all a dream." she gasped, gulping down the nasty remains of the coffee before it spilled and ruined something. Then the phone rang. When she picked it up, Pheniks' voice was on the other end. [We've run out of time, Silvertree-come to the Dunkin' Donuts now. No delays, just come.] "Uh, OK," Lina replied dubiously, but Pheniks had already hung up. She shut down her computer and left, locking the door behind her. ***
More coming!
Another chapter! Yay!
Lyrrik: And about time, too!
Spoilsport. Lyrrik: Tee hee! And thanks to kangaroo for their nice review!
Yes, many thanks!
(nik!) is now officially the sound clip [boing] is now officially the phone 'ploink' is thoughts.
Project Athena- Chapter 2: Teaspoon
Lina hesitated a moment, then clicked. Instead of opening the MSN website or a full-screen ad as expected, a small window popped up with the Shockwave logo in it and a sound clip began playing.
(Silvertree, my name is Pheniks. I have no time to answer questions. You know that something is not right in this world. You can't explain what makes you believe this, but you do, and passionately. You learned to hack because you thought, if you could have access to any computer, anywhere, you might be able to piece together the answer to the question. While you were searching for it, it was searching for you. And now it has found you. But you already know the answer.)
"The Matrix," Lina whispered, half unconsciously.
'what the hell.where'd that come from?.'
(Yes,) the voice of Pheniks said calmly, as though it was no great thing for a disembodied voice to know what someone had whispered under their breath in a locked room that was continually checked for bugs.
'my dear god, that's freaky.this person heard my answer.or did they just guess?.no, impossible.'
(If you want to understand the answer, be outside the Dunkin' Donuts at the corner of Maple and Elm street at eleven thirty PM tomorrow night. We'll meet you there.) The window closed, leaving Lina staring at the MSN ad again. Tentatively, she clicked the popup again, but all she got was an online registration form for 1000 free hours of MSN. Swearing, she closed the registration form and popup. This was all so creepy! How in hell had that person known what she was saying and doing? The only logical explanation was that it was all just a dream.
She went to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. Tea always helped her think . When the water boiled, she sat and idly bobbled her teabag up and down until she judged the tea was black enough to help her tired mind think straight. She squeezed out the teabag, added sugar to her cup, and stirred. She plunked an icecube in and took a gulp. She set the mug down, then took a long sip, noticing absently that she had forgotten to remove the teaspoon she had stirred with. Suddenly, the spoon squirmed and became a sort of worm with several long, spiky appendages- legs? Antennae? It looked metallic, almost robotic. She had to be dreaming now. And if it was a dream, why put the cup down? She wanted to see what the spoon- creature would do. She got her answer soon enough- the creature suddenly dove down her throat and squirmed its way down her esophagus causing nausea and pain. "Damn spoon-thingy." Lina moaned, collapsing to her knees on the floor. Just when she thought she would throw up, she pitched forward.
and whacked her head on her keyboard. A cold cup of coffee, dangerously close to said keyboard made dangerous sloshing noises. She was still at her desk. "It was a dream.all a dream." she gasped, gulping down the nasty remains of the coffee before it spilled and ruined something. Then the phone rang. When she picked it up, Pheniks' voice was on the other end. [We've run out of time, Silvertree-come to the Dunkin' Donuts now. No delays, just come.] "Uh, OK," Lina replied dubiously, but Pheniks had already hung up. She shut down her computer and left, locking the door behind her. ***
More coming!
Another chapter! Yay!
Lyrrik: And about time, too!
Spoilsport. Lyrrik: Tee hee! And thanks to kangaroo for their nice review!
Yes, many thanks!