This next chapter discusses on how Luis found Neo. Let's just say that Luis found him in a small chat room.
Chapter Notes: One of the scenes is like the scene from the Animatrix episode, "Kid's Story". In addition to it, I'm going to put the user names of the authors that reviewed my past stories.
Narrative: Italics
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix.
Chapter 2: Neo…
LM: I thought about what my dad said, that it was just a dream. But if it was a dream, then why did I see myself in pod and were those strange machines and the destroyed city real? Days past and I keep on having the same dream every night. Because of that dream, I had a hard time staying awake in school and paying attention on just about everything. I decided to go to a psychologist to help me figure out what's wrong with me.
We see Luis is in the psychologist office lying on the sofa bed. The psychologist, Dr. Ross, is sitting on the other side listening to Luis and writing on his pad.
Luis: And so that's how my dream ended Dr. Ross, The weird drone stabbing me in the forehead with a strange drill. And those strange creatures that looked like metal octopuses, they hold me down like I was a worm struggling out of a hook. My dad told me that it was just only a dream, but it felt so real. And every night that dream kept on coming and coming, trying to haunt me for some reason. I'm having trouble in school because of it and I wasn't paying enough attention lately. I tried the school doctor but she said that I must be hallucinating and my parents would say the same thing to me. (standing up and approached the window) I don't know, but I think that my dream I'm having is more then just a dream. I think my dream is trying to tell me something.
Dr. Ross: Good, I think you're making progress.
Luis: (looking at Ross) I am?
Dr. Ross: (stood up and approached Luis) You see Luis, what your experiencing is called a Deja vu of Oneirophobia, or fear of dreams. This happens to a few people when their dreams start to haunt them and wouldn't go away. Like when a group of people watches one too many Nightmare on Elm Street movies but couldn't get their minds off it. The only way they could get rid of those dreams is to understand what they mean.
Luis: Can you tell me what my dream means?
Dr. Ross: I'm sorry but I can't. Your dream is somewhat bizarre and so confusing to begin with. The only person who could figure out what that dream means, is you.
LM: So I followed what Dr. Ross said and searched for the answer on what that dream means. I spent hours in my room drawing what I saw in my dreams, the rundown city, the strange metal monsters, all them people in the red pods, everything I remembered. I tried to get a connection with all of it, but it seems to be too hard to understand. So I decided the next best thing, go to a chat room to talk to someone about my dream, and hopefully someone would answer it.
Luis was in his room sitting at a computer desk, registering as a member for a local chat room. On the floor were piles of paper filled with drawings of what he saw in his dreams, but all of them lead to nowhere.
Luis: Let's see… First Name… (typing) Last Name… (typing) Age and gender… (typing) E-mail address, password, and confirmed password… (typing) Man, who would've thought registering could be this difficult.
While he was following everything the web page said. His first older sister, Olivia, entered the room looking at the mess of papers on the floor.
Olivia: Louie, what's all this?
Luis: Papers.
Olivia: I know they're papers, what's on them?
Luis: It's none of your business.
Olivia: You know Louie; you've been acting strange for the past few days. Is there something wrong?
Luis: Nothings wrong, I'm just trying to get some answers. Now if you don't mind, I'm in the middle of something on my computer. Don't worry about the papers; I'll clean all of it up before I go to bed.
Olivia: O.K., whatever.
Olivia left the room and went into her room. Luis, on the other hand, is almost finished on his registering. The only thing that's left for him to is to put his username.
Luis: Let's see, what could I use as a good username? (pause) I know…
Luis typed down two letters next to the username. Those two letters were his first and last initials, LM. He pushed the submit button and before you know it, he got registered in as a chat room member.
Luis: Well that was easy.
He looked at the chat room screen and saw many members discussing about many topics, but the only topic he wants to talk about is his dream. He typed down what he had on his mind and pushed the enter key. Quickly, his username popped up on the screen with what he wrote. It reads:
LM: I got something I need to talk about; I hope all of you can help me out on my problem. You see I had a dream days ago that was really disturbing. For what I can put together is that there was a deserted city that went through one hell of an apocalypse. Another thing I saw were some big cylinder structures that had red pods attached to them. In those pods were naked people that had tubes attached to every single part of their bodies. Which makes it stranger, is that I saw myself in one of those pods. That's when two strange machines that looked like octopuses attacked me and held me to a structure wall, and then a drone implanted a drill to my forehead. This dream keeps on haunting me every night and it wouldn't go away. I believe that the dream is trying to tell me something but I don't know what. If anyone has any idea what that dream means, they're welcome to tell me.
Luis stared at the screen for a moment to see if anyone answers. There were a couple of responses on it, but they were a little misdirected. The first one reads:
The Drewfus: LM, I think you've been watching one too many Sci-Fi movies.
Another reads:
Limp Bizkit3030: You know LM, there's something we like to call, "Special Treatment". They have all that in hospitals when people go insane.
The next one reads:
Dr. Evans: Machines that look like octopuses? Have you've been eating bad calamari lately?
And the final one reads:
Sneal: I wonder LM, in the destroyed city; did you see what's left of the Statue of Liberty?
None of those responses didn't answer Luis's question. With no one giving him the right answer, he leaned back on his rotating chair.
LM: It seems that nothing was working out as well as I at least expected. I first I thought I was going to give up. That was until he came into my life.
A beep sound came out of the speakers and a message appeared on the screen.
Luis: (in thought) Must be another lame excuse from another lame user. Better check anyways.
Luis looked at the screen and read the message that came from an unknown user. It reads:
unknown user: There is some fiction in your truth, and some truth in your fiction. To know the truth, you must risk everything.
Luis stared at it with wide eyes when he read the message.
Luis: I have to sacrifice everything?
Luis quickly typed down another message and entered it in the chat room. The message reads:
LM: Who are you? Am I alone?
He waited a few more seconds until another message appeared below his. That message reads:
unknown message: My name is Neo, and LM, you are not alone.
Luis absorbed the answer in for a moment and said the user's name.
Luis: Neo…
That's all for chapter three. I know it's short and kind of lame, but I will make it more interesting in the next few chapters. Please Review.
