Post by account_disabled on Dec 20, 2023 20:15:51 GMT -8
He greeted the boy who was shivering from the cold on the street corner and entered the restaurant. A chubby man, with a pointed mustache and drooping eyelids, walked towards him, hugging him as if he were a brother. And he was, after all. He had been admitted into the gang, he would have been part of the family, of the board of directors as well. The elite that many aspired to. And many envied him for this. Even if they didn't know that the man was an infiltrator. Under anonymous tangles , chipped by time, blackened by the exhaust smoke of the new motor vehicles that had been raging through the streets of the city for a few years, the elderly prospector walked in silence, towards the secret laboratory that he had set up in the basement of the Victorian building in where he lived.
That was the right night, he said. The time had come to test a machine far more powerful than those ridiculous horseless carriages that rolled around relentlessly like uninhibited girls. Leaning on his grip , he stood in silence smoking a cigarette. It was the waiting. Shortly thereafter, the town priest would Special Data pass by, the worm - as the man had taken to calling him - who had dared to oppose, who had reported, during functions and to the authorities, that he had started an uproar. But the day of reckoning had come. And the curate would finally pay. It was a rapid movement of the arm, an arc of red drops that were drawn in the air, the dry hiss of the blade and the man put a hand to his neck. The woman had deeply cut his platysma , with a studied and expert gesture.
The man staggered back, tried to draw his gun but a new thrust paralyzed him. A tear opened in his white shirt and a messy mass of entrails spilled onto the asphalt. He was the last of the wise. The caste had been closed, after the new sciences had taken over the ancient doctrines. But the old man resisted, solipsistically trying to chase away those disciplines that he saw as an evil to be eradicated. It was her developed topochemism that made her recognize the refuge. She had perceived the smell, combined with a memory that she had dredged up under millions of images, sensations, other smells perceived in recent months. She dragged what was left of her human body - very little now - towards the cave, scrabbling on the ground with her paws that she still couldn't coordinate. She entered and then turned her antennas towards the entrance, to detect any dangers.
That was the right night, he said. The time had come to test a machine far more powerful than those ridiculous horseless carriages that rolled around relentlessly like uninhibited girls. Leaning on his grip , he stood in silence smoking a cigarette. It was the waiting. Shortly thereafter, the town priest would Special Data pass by, the worm - as the man had taken to calling him - who had dared to oppose, who had reported, during functions and to the authorities, that he had started an uproar. But the day of reckoning had come. And the curate would finally pay. It was a rapid movement of the arm, an arc of red drops that were drawn in the air, the dry hiss of the blade and the man put a hand to his neck. The woman had deeply cut his platysma , with a studied and expert gesture.
The man staggered back, tried to draw his gun but a new thrust paralyzed him. A tear opened in his white shirt and a messy mass of entrails spilled onto the asphalt. He was the last of the wise. The caste had been closed, after the new sciences had taken over the ancient doctrines. But the old man resisted, solipsistically trying to chase away those disciplines that he saw as an evil to be eradicated. It was her developed topochemism that made her recognize the refuge. She had perceived the smell, combined with a memory that she had dredged up under millions of images, sensations, other smells perceived in recent months. She dragged what was left of her human body - very little now - towards the cave, scrabbling on the ground with her paws that she still couldn't coordinate. She entered and then turned her antennas towards the entrance, to detect any dangers.