Signs
His eyes opened quietly.
Strange.
He had never had a dream like this before. They were always about the User World or Tron…
Not this program.
Yet there was something about him…there must have been a reason for him to receive a dream like this…
He closed his eyes again, picturing the face of the program. He looked like Tron but…
His eyes opened and he sat up quickly.
He also looked like Yori.
"Beck…" He breathed, "You're alive?"
How could it be possible?
There was only one way to find out. A city like that could only be on the fringes of the Grid…
A female program looked up as the door opened and the old User appeared in dark clothes and a cloak.
"Flynn…"
"Quorra, ge the lightrunner ready."
"Where are we going?" She followed after him, "Why are we going?"
He turned to her with a small smile that stopped her in her tracks.
"Argon City. There may be a program there who can fix this mess."
"Are you sure you want to make this trip?"
"I have to. I can go fin more programs who can help us."
"It's going to be dangerous."
"I know. It's hard to get out of the city unnoticed."
"What if you're caught?"
"I can't think about that. You said someone needed to go find help, why not me?"
"I know…" the first female program's voice cracked, "It's just you and I now...I can't lose you, too."
The second female pulled the first in a tight hug.
"I'll make sure they don't see me." She assured.
"Where will you go?"
They broke apart as the second spoke.
"I'll go to the corners of the Grid, where they're still free."
"You think you'll find help there?"
"I hope so." The second grabbed her bag and turned the doorknob. She turned back, and a smile lit up her face, "Besides, I've got a good feeling about this."