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As Serene's eyes closed, a blue-screen faded back into her mind, warning messages and errors covering almost everything.... it was getting too hard to see.... She couldn't tell where the attack was coming from exactly, or what was going on. She struggled through the massive ammounts of text that weren't even finished loading. Her consciousness started to lag she was starting to get confused. Why was she looking inside her own head again?
It was so hard to think with the blaring blue around herself, so many warning messages.... warning about what? What was wrong? She felt fine..... Maybe.... maybe if she reached out to one of those warning pieces of text, they'd tell her what was going on....
[BG="#0000EE"] WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING CORRUPTED DATA CORRUPTED DATA WARNING CORRUPTED DATA PLEASE SEEK TECHNICIAN - EJECT FROM CONSOLE
[BLINK]Where AM I?..... Oh crap, my thoughts aren't in parentheses.... they're not encrypted... what the hell is going on in here?[/BLINK]
[GLOW="red"]??)(QQQ(CLE--- SO
[BLINK]Ok, I think that's what I'm looking for... I think that's why I'm here....[/BLINK][/BG]
Serene's consciousness drifted closer to the text, then slowly realized the red, warning glow around it, and a couple text malfunctions around it. She was getting more an more confused. Her programming taught her that green text was good, Red was bad.... Yellow was risky.... black.... black's not good at all. But what the hell was green WITH red? She just barely touched it, and suddenly everything got worse.
The blue screen was gone.... it was black... and dark. She felt her processes trying to work, but it was becoming an overload. What had she run into? What was this?... So terribly dark, with no codes or text..... then... suddenly, she realized what was going on. She was fucked. The text was black now. She carefully highlighted what she could so she could see...
ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRORRRRRRRRRRRRRRR SYSTEM ERROR SYSTEM ERROR SYSTEM ERROR ATTEMPTING REBOOT REBOOT FAILED [BLINK]Why is it trying to reboot me? [/BLINK][GLOW="red"]ATTEMPTING FULL SYSTEM ERASE AND REBOOT[/GLOW] ([BLINK]NO! DON'T DO THAT! SHIT! Fuck... fuck... what the hell is going on... How did I get here, what is going on, I don't understand....[/BLINK])
Then.... It was all dark again... She had a vague sense that she was still virtually alive, but she was so confused now... she couldn't see.... the highlight wasn't working anymore.... Black error messages scrawled everywhere... she was screwed.... Now this, THIS was an errror she would understand if Sintronica killed Cyborgs for..... She was scared... and she barely understood what was going on... she couldn't really remember her name.... and even her own code, or unit number....
ERROR ERROR ERROR ERRRRR-RROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR ERROR CORRUPTION OF PORTS- CORRUPTION OF[GLOW="red"] MEMORY STORAGE[/GLOW]
Memory storage... Maybe that would help her understand....?
She slowly drifted over to the words.... her thoughts were hazy.... something about red.... red and black.... But it didn't matter... it's probably not that important... and the glow was so bright.... almost guiding...
she came closer to it
[GLOW="red"]MEMORY STORAGE[/GLOW]
[GLOW="red"]SINTRONICA MANUAL
IMPLANTED MEMORIES
TRASHCAN[/GLOW]
She looked at the options.... Sintronica manual..... She scanned through that one and found nothing but broken text and hyperlinks.... Implanted memories was full of error messages and demands to reboot....She looked back at "Human memories, and wondered about it, but then looked through Trashcan....
And was amazed at what happened next.... For a brief moment.... it was like movies were playing in fast forward all around her, sensations.... emotions.... tastes... everything...
Then more error messages.... so many error messages....
She then gently scrawled over "Human Memories"... and again, more of that interesting movie.... but nothing that really helped her... Until it seemed like the movie paused on something.... A tree... in front of a school.... Two children....
She felt like she was supposed to understand.... but her head hurt so much now...
She wasn't understanding something vital.... Serene clawed at the consciousness of the scene, trying to get it to zoom in, or replay.... anything... just a few more clues.... she felt like she was so close to understanding something.... but then more error messages blocked her out of the link...
In cyberspace, you can't speak... you can't scream.... you can barely even feel emotions... it's all just text... Binary life.... it's complex... it's built to have very little emotion, but enough to understand their creators.... to understand human whims enough to not consider them obsolete. Giving them just a smidgen of the same problems that the flesh and bone sentient beings had.
She felt so frustrated...
She couldn't remember.... What was her name.... who was she?....
If she had some sort of a body right now, inside her head, she would be trying to force her way back into that link....
Human Memories.... Why were there memories in the trash?
She went back to the trash... hovering over it for a moment... unsure of what to do... then looked through it again...
Pain..... she felt pain... she saw flashing lights.... blood.... someone was gripping her hand and it was almost comforting... She squeezed back.... She tried to speak... she didn't know what she wanted to say..... but all the same, her lips moved with no sound.... The hand was torn from hers suddenly... bright lights blinded her, suits with tags on the pockets, a logo.... three letters were visible... "S I N"... she felt herself getting pried out the darkness.... more pain... she couldn't scream... then.... someone telling her to calm down...
Crying... someone was crying in the background.... she tried to focus on it... who was screaming?... Why did it make her so angry and sad?...
Shouting out..... a name was being screamed out.... A mask was placed over her nose and mouth... the scream became distant... everything seemed to fade out as pain flourished in her head. Blooming like some deadly flower... She was so tired... She tried speaking one last time... anything... a whisper was on her lips.... a name... an important name... but no one could hear it... and as everything faded out, she heard that blood-curdling, desperate scream again...
She still didn't understand! Why was this in the trash?! Her head hurt so much... She didn't understand.... so she kept wandering through her head, trying to remember what she was even doing in there. Meanwhile, her head on Cliff's shoulder, her body started crying.... she wasn't aware of it... but there was no other response.... she was still far from conscious.