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Another weekend – another Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday.
A place where writers of fantastical places and people come together to share
their stories – one snippet at a time. Don’t believe me – well just click on
over to the main site SciFiFanSat
and find out for yourself. Got a story of your own? Share some of your own
writing and get some feedback along the way. This week, I’m still sharing from Maxx Fragg,
V.P.I. as Maxx and Tane set up the final act before their surprise guest
arrives. Flip back and visit my previous posts from Maxx Fragg if you want to
stay caught up. Thanks and enjoy.
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“Okay, Tane, set up the call.”
Grabbing a black box from his bag, Tane positioned it on the
ground next to the stone fireplace.
They both agreed that attention to detail was crucial to
pull off jobs but Tane took it to an O.C.D. level at times. Maxx turned to a
set of patio doors and the lights of the city below them. Row after row of neon
skyscrapers lined the landscape stretching out to the horizon under a dull
purple evening sky. The streets below pulsed with endless lines of traffic,
diverting and streaming along paved circuit boards, individual bits of data
following personal programs. At times, staring into its expanse, it was easy
for Maxx to forget it was all fake, a virtual world built out of memory bytes
and data chips. Like the advertisements said, within the world of Other Syde,
your only limits were your own imagination.
Maxx realized Tane was still fiddling with the cube and
snapped, “Anytime this life?”
Tane adjusted it again and stepped back, only to bend down
and move it once more. “Ready.”
Maxx’s pulse quickened. His heart thumped against his chest
as he braced the modified water cannon against his shoulder, flipping off the
safety. Three blue targeting dots zigzagged across the room.
Maxx leaned into the sights and
said, “On your call.”
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Who’s got their money on what’s answering that call?
Telemarketer? Avon lady? Door to door encyclopedia salesman? Stop back next
week and follow along. Thanks for reading and please leave a comment along the
way – it’s like tipping your literary waiter. Take care and see you in seven.
