Izobra sat on the bed looking over her husband lying down on the capsule as her skin felt the cold exuding from the exhausts fitting on the sides of the chair frame. Being left alone to monitor her husband’s body always feels nostalgic from the level of worry and confidence she has in his capabilities in the digital side of their world. Though she couldn’t know enough about how digital astral projection happens for him, she knows that it’s quite a feat for his system to manage software and program adjustments by this method.
She only knows that by using a boundary absurdly “forgotten” in this day, and age, he can intertwine the reality of browsing through the interconnected web of data plus the concept of supernaturally representing his identity in the form of intangible presence in the likeness of his human form. Being not a pioneer but at least from an era that lived with such a technology and method, Izobra could not deny that F-
Chapter 32The hour that passed was the longest-held breath of a few conscious citizens of C-city, regarding the incident, for this will be a test of the government’s control of information, panic, and the economy that has been threatened to sway in the clear distraction of the unreal situation. Fear of the unknown is a card that could be easily swayed with the right kind of information to spread thick around the crowd of consumers. Building the story is easy if it was long-running, which in the case of the incident, has been getting its underground information spread in the exact amount those in power imagined the masses can digest.Among the many who will be affected by this are the possible humans that have shown signs that they are infected by the “Dimension Pocket” incident but will never show signs, as what Belle could tell with his body. There’s an intense awareness in the back of his mind, sending shivers down
Keeping her mind afloat while her partner did his best to assuage the onslaught of mental pain brought heights of waving consciousness like a swing, back and forward, mixing the steadiness of the world and grogginess. Her mind wasn’t just experiencing a ringing that could stun an adult, but the pain that gripped one side of her head is equivalent to the vice of a metal claw trap chewing onto the flesh of its victim.She could feel the sinews of her sanity become jarring, point blank warped into a circular motion of blended fever dreaming and her capacity to remain sane while keeping her mind from slowly losing. How much of this is affecting her? She is sure it has rendered half of her body useless like a man experiencing a stroke. Not half of her body is going to gain recovery if she didn’t succeed in fighting off the side effects of this unusual mental enemy.Her partner, only gained to soothe the pain like a cold compress on an ongoing fever
Min-Ain slept like a child, with his every intake of breath heard through the whirring of the air conditioner that was quite noisy for a high-end private room in the hospital they were placed in. They had to be admitted to the general hospital because Min-Ain showed signs of mild stroke and high fevers while still staying awake and sane.Sure, Cristian wasn’t saying anything about the odds that this isn’t a normal sickness but he’s yet to say any kind of comment about it because he’s only seen minor examples of this from the records they have in **** company. Though he’s sure if Prof. Tenorio or Reina got a whiff of this, he’s sure that he would be subjected to the Northwoods Lab. At least, for now, the results of his exam did not show any kind of altered blood or chemical sample.So far, he was given medicine to lessen the impending stroke and high fever that it took the boy to spend a day in the hospital just so Crist
Witnessing the video on the hacking fiasco and how it solved the second incident coming looked a bit scripted and fast. More so for the way the hacker did their jobs as if they’ve known the frequency since way back. Dr. Munar was right in thinking that this felt more like a helping hand than anything, still, it gave reason for the company to doubt its strengths when it came to the “Dimension Pocket” incident.Many of their supposed experts in the field will have a grand time thinking of adjustments the same way they did in terms of handling the situation, from the scare of Primer attacks to how they monitor the frequency detection of the two types of “Dimension Pocket.” They’re lucky they aren’t in the zone of half their population becoming infected by the incident, but this shows how time is of the essence for their cause.The question remains, when will they have the answers, they need, so they could move on fro
Each time Min-Ain looked up from the tablet, all he did was write something on the spare notebook the nurse lent them from the reception area. Though old school and something Min-Ain rarely did nowadays, he’s happy that he could put down his thoughts on the paper. As if losing his cell phone amidst the fray of the incident wasn’t enough to put a damper on his almost academic soul.On one hand, Cristian had to busy himself with his cell phone while checking in on the long line of messages piled up from Eldric’s side of the world. He’s kept him updated long enough to know and summarize their activities regarding G-city archives. There, he stated that his compiled report on the lives of the couple related to the Masdtradt is well enough proof to make their search in the archives easier.Beholding this, Cristian’s surprised that in twenty-four hours alone Eldrics team in G-city has piled up all the research material they saw in t
Chapter 33Cold liquid trickled on Bernice’s lap as she lightly held the glass of water she was drinking, lazily setting her hands over her lap after drinking a few sips. She sat waiting for the doctor she was seeing for her therapies, a bit earlier than the intended schedule since the only thing they’ll be discussing for the day is a simple schedule change and an evaluation exam. That one questionnaire sounds like an online quiz made by a first-year psych major for clout.Her doctor for this session is someone she’s been with since after the first doctor who questioned her about the events, which lasted for three days. Once he was done, the next doctor was a passive man who treated her with care and cautiously spoke to her, and administered her activities. He’s like the old uncle in their family that lived as a bachelor for his entire life, due to emotional events unforeseen.He says things you want to hear ex
“Of course, it’s rightful for you to hold onto the memory of their deaths,” said the doctor, his face gleaming white from all the cold bright light of the room. There was a hint of sincerity with his minute movement, of leaning forward as he held the tablet in his hand. “We are not pushing you to quickly move on with your life, but you should do so for the sake of your future. You must accept that.”Settling herself outside of the room felt like a breath of fresh air, and the water she drank before feels fresher and cooler than it did inside the room, in his presence. Cynicism doesn’t come naturally for Bernice who’s been quite neutral on several occasions, except, perhaps, when her two best friends felt like they were distancing themselves from her even before they went out with each other.Perhaps it’s much more honest to say, right now, after so long, that she was jealous of their existence. That they fou
Both Bernice, who tried her best to hide her presence from the people in the elevator, and the man named Mr. Daquiaog arrived at the lobby with the intent of going to the lounge. More for Bernice’s sake than anything, as the man was kind enough to offer her some cover as she confused herself in trying to make sense of her actions.“My doctor’s session just took some time today, but I usually don’t lose track of things.” Bernice internalized as she held her phone to see if Dr. Munar would pick up after she’s messaged him that she was going home. “Well, usually Dr. Munar is here to wait for me, but today he’s handling some paperwork regarding my, uhm… citizenship.”“Ah, you’re the kid Dr. Munar’s adopting from A-city.” Mr. Daquioag said as he sat down beside her.Bernice nodded, “and… are you one of the, uhm, soldiers? Who helped us get back here?”