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Location: in the cookie jar
The Matrix: A Step Back
The Matrix: A Step Back
Matrix ver. 1.0
"Hand over your flesh and a new world awaits you... we demand it."
The machines had studied the humans, and were ready to begin.The first of them were loaded in, and their memories erased, and replaced with ones of happiness and prosparity.
"Hand me the coal son." The last pieces were being placed onto the face of a quickly made snowman.It had been snowing nicely for a few days. Just enough to cover the ground with an even two to three inches.
"looks great dad!" Said the son of the wealthy, Ben Reignolds.
"Best one all season i'd say.Let's go inside and see what moms cooking for dinner."
The two raced inside to find a four course meal waiting inside.
"This is great honey, I love turkey." Said Ben to his wife. " It's completely perfect."
After dinner, as he always did, he flipped over to his favorite t.v show. As he watched his eyes rolled back. He was getting sleepy. He thought about all the things he had. 'a perfect life' he thought to himself.'Almost seems...unreal... 'He drifted into a deep sleep on his large leather couch.
* * * *
"Sergent Reighnolds! Sergent Reighnolds!" A man called from what seemed to be from behind. "Fall back we'er dropping in artillery on your current position." Ben's heart was pumping at a very high rate. He did'nt know where he was."Fall Back! Fall Back! FFFal-lll Backkk-" The radio seemed to fade away from thought as explosions hit directly in front of him and his men.
He looked up, he was laying on his back, with two machines above him. They picked him up and turned him over, and began the operation. He screamed at the top of his lungs and then he began to laugh, and then cried and then he became very cold. He felt them touch his arms and legs with thier cold, metallic tools.
* * * *
Ben woke up, scared...and cold.
"wha... why?" He looked out the window to see his nieghbors house surrounded by black cars. Ben walked outside and across the street to see what was going on.
"Stay Back, nothing to see here."a man in a black suit said."This is the eleventh one tonight, somethings happening." The man said into his earpeice. Two other men, dressed like the first were hauling out the body of his neighbor.
"Who did this?who are you," Ben asked "and what are those holes in his shirt and body?"
My name is Agent Webb. I'm sorry but we had to use certain measures of control, Mr. Reighnolds. Your nieghbor was, let's say, out of line. He felt the rules didn't apply to him, that the laws of this place were breakable. Many of your other neighbors have been having this same problem. Maybe you will control your thoughts and not suffer the same fate of your neighbors."
Ben looked at Agent Webb and saw his own reflection in his sunglasses, but his eyes were cought by a metallic object hanging on the inside of Webb's jacket. "whats tha-"
Ben instantly flashed back to his dream. The object in Agent Webb's jacket resembled a firearm Ben had holstered.
"Thats a...a...a gun."
"How do you know that."
Ben turned and started running towards his house.
"Mr. Reighnolds you don't want to do this."
Ben locked all the doors and and sat down. He thought to himself.
'It's so perfect, it all is. It all is.' He repeated this over and over as he closed his eyes.
"I'm maintining contact." Agent Webb said.
Ben woke up, this time on his back again. He opened his eyes, all he saw was a pink haze. He lifted himself out, pulled a large tube out of his mouth. Coughing and choking he looked around. Pink,rounded pods were all around him. He looked around and to the left of him, someody was looking back. "What is this place?"He yelled, in a scratchy voice
"I dont Know but-"
A machine flew to Ben's side and grabbed him around the throat.The machine grabbed the tube and shoved it back down his throat, and threw Ben back into the Ppink slime. He fought back, but the machine was ten times his stength. It gave him a shot in the neck, and Ben fell sound asleep, only to wake in his living room again. Agent Webb was standing above him with his gun pointed at Ben's chest.
"We must use certain measures of control, Mr. Reighnolds"
<to be continued>
I think a good gift for the President would be a chocolate revolver. And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him real quick and hand it to him.