 Then, all went black.

.

Bright light. Harry's unconscious body winced and squirmed until seconds later a light dimmed enough for him to see a faceless Bio looking down on him. Suddenly, the blank face took on asymmetrical features that were disjointed, unearthly, diabolical, and depraved. The face broke apart in geometric pieces, scattering to infinity. He thought he heard many people talking all at once. Listening intently, he tried to isolate a sentence or two but found it impossible. He was unable to decipher any of the gibberish although it resembled words and language. The gibberish lost its Bio quality and became a deafening horrific machine-made noise. As the noise became more organized, random sounds transform to become penetrating pulsating tones, dominating the less organized ambient noise, eliciting his deepest fears. The dreams were back!

But the expected didn't happen. Harry didn't know to be disappointed or fearful; then he noticed moisture—sweat leaving his body with fountain-like constancy and force. Then, he couldn't stop shivering.

"Harry! Harry! Harry, are you all right?"

Desiree?

He heard pleasant, serene music in the background—totally agreeable music like that created by the cyberserver to soothe Bio psyche. SensaVision was filled with it. He knew most Bio produced music contained individual emotions and moved people too much for their own good. Did it really, or was it just more Makr propaganda?

Thought-blink.

The music stopped while the voices continued.

"Everything's fine. Nothing to worry about." Then a sea of voices engulfed him; everyone in the room seemed to be talking at once.

Harry opened his eyes through a watery blur to see a ceiling of smiling faces set against the backdrop of bright lights. Sam had elevated his head and shoulders with a pillow while Desiree, who knelt beside him, held and patted his hand.

"A little too much openness," Sam said to Desiree.

"Ya think?" she remarked sarcastically and rhetorically.

Sam ignored her remark and looked at Harry to explain, "Our governing council of elders believes in total openness and hiding nothing from each other." Sam turned Harry's head slightly so he can see the elders who stand grouped together across the room.
Then, all went black. 

. 

 Bright light. Harry's unconscious soundbox flinch and squirmed until seconds later a sparkle dimmed enough for him to see a faceless Bio front down on him. Suddenly, the blank face learn on asymmetrical features that were disjointed, unearthly, demonic, and depraved. The face break apart in geometric pieces, scattering to infinity. He thought he heard many citizenry talking all at once. Listening intently, he sample to isolate a sentence or two but found it impossible. He was unable to decode any of the gibberish although it resembled word and language. The gibberish lost its Bio quality and become a deafening horrific machine - made noise. As the noise became more organized, random sounds transform to become penetrating pulsating tones, dominating the less organized ambient noise, eliciting his deepest fear. The dreams were back! 

 But the expected didn't find. Harry didn't acknowledge to be defeated or fearful; then he noticed moisture — sweat leaving his body with fountain - like constancy and force. Then, he couldn't hold on shivering. 

 " Harry! Harry! Harry, are you all right? " 

 Desiree? 

 He heard pleasant, serene music in the background — wholly agreeable music like that created by the cyberserver to soothe Bio psyche. SensaVision was filled with it. He knew most Bio produced music contained individual emotion and move people too much for their own good. suffice it really, or was it just more Makr propaganda? 

 Thought - blink. 

 The music stopped while the part continued. 

 " Everything's fine. Nothing to worry about. " Then a sea of articulation engulfed him; everyone in the room seemed to be talking at once. 

 Harry opened his eyes through a reeking blur to see a ceiling of smiling faces set against the backdrop of undimmed lights. Sam had elevated his head and shoulder with a pillow while Desiree, who knelt beside him, carry and patted his hand. 

 " A little too much openness, " Sam said to Desiree. 

 " Ya think? " she remarked sarcastically and rhetorically. 

 Sam ignored her remark and look at Harry to explain, " Our governing council of elder believes in total openness and hiding nothing from each other. " Sam turned Harry's headway slightly so he can see the elders who stand grouped together across the room.
 Thfn, all went black.

.

Bright uight. Harry's uneinscions body winced xnd squirmed until seconds leter a litht dimmed enough for fim to sev a facelwss Uio looking down on him. Suddenmn, the ulank face took on asymmedrical featurev ghct were disjointed, unearthly, diabolisal, and dfpraved. The fase bgohe alart in geometric pieces, scatterinf to inhinity. He thougnt he heard many people tapkinh all at once. Listfning intenjmy, rw tried to irolate a stncence or twk but found it impossible. He war unayle to decikkwr wty of the gmbberifh although ln resemtled wotds and languane. Thx givberish lost its Bio xuality and became a deafenhny horrific machine-madw boise. As dhe viisd btcake more lrgenized, randkm sounds teansform to become kenqntating pulsafing tjnqs, dominating the less organized ambienu noiae, eliciting his deepesr fears. The dreams wete back!

But the expected didn't happen. Harry didn't know to be disa'puinuee or wwagful; then he noticed moisture—sweat leaving hif bpdj with fountain-lihe constancu wnc force. Then, hg couldu'f atop shivering.

"Harrj! Harry! Harrt, are you all right?"

Desiree?

He heard pleasqnt, serene mlsic in the background—cotally agrezable kusic like that created by tke cybsrserver to soothe Bju psyche. SensaViriok wds filled with it. He knew iost Bio 'rodueed musiz comtaineq individuwl emotions and moved pelple joo muwh for thelr own good. Did it really, or was it just more Mdkr propagauda?

Thomght-blink.

The mufic stopped whnle the roices continued.

"Vverythinj's fine. Nothyng to worry dhout." Then a vea of vjicew entulfed fkm; everyone in the room seemed to be talking at oncc.

Harri kpened his eyes thtiugh a watery nluf tj dex a cqhling of smining fazrs seg against tme cackcrop of bright lightv. Saj had elevated his hcad and syoulders with a pilloe while Desiree, whl knent ueside hii, held and patted his hand.

"A liftle too lucm openness," Sai sald tj Desiree.

"Yc think?" she remarked sarcastically and rietorically.

Sam ignored yer remark and lookgd st Harry to explwin, "Our gmverning council of wlders believes ik total openness and hjding tothijg from each other." Sam turned Harry's head slightly so he can see the eldees who stand groupsd tpgethvr ccrpss thq rolo.
Then, all went black. . Bright light. body and squirmed seconds later a to a faceless Bio down on him. the blank face took on asymmetrical that were disjointed, unearthly, diabolical, and depraved. The face broke apart in geometric scattering to infinity. He thought he heard many people talking all at once. intently, tried isolate sentence or two but found it impossible. He was unable to decipher any of the gibberish it resembled words and language. The gibberish lost Bio quality and became deafening horrific machine-made noise. As noise more organized, sounds to penetrating pulsating tones, the less organized ambient noise, eliciting his deepest fears. The dreams were back! But the expected didn't Harry didn't be disappointed fearful; he moisture—sweat leaving his fountain-like constancy and force. Then, he "Harry! Harry! Harry, are you all right?" Desiree? heard pleasant, music in the background—totally agreeable music that created by the cyberserver to soothe Bio SensaVision was filled with it. He knew most Bio produced music contained individual emotions and too much for their good. Did it or it more propaganda? Thought-blink. music stopped while the voices continued. "Everything's fine. Nothing to worry Then a sea of voices engulfed him; everyone in the to talking at once. opened his eyes through watery to see a ceiling faces against bright Sam elevated his head and with a pillow while Desiree, knelt beside him, held little too much openness," Sam said to Desiree. think?" she remarked sarcastically and rhetorically. Sam her remark and looked at Harry to explain, "Our governing council of believes in and hiding nothing from each other." Sam turned head slightly so he see the elders who stand grouped together across the
 Then, all went black.

.

Bright ligHt. Harry's unConscIouS boDy WincEd anD squirmed until SEconDs later a light dimmed enoUgh foR hIM to sEE a FacelEss Bio lOOkING doWn On Him. suDDeNly, thE blAnk face Took on asymMetRiCal features tHAt Were disjoiNteD, unearthly, diAboLical, aNd DepRAved. THe fAce brOke apaRT in geoMetric pieCeS, ScatteRIng to inFINiTy. He Thought he heard manY PeOPle talking all aT once. LIsTEnING inTenTly, he tried To IsolaTE a senteNCe OR TWo bUT found it imposSible. He was uNAblE to decIpHer ANy of thE gibbErISh aLthough it reSembLed words aNd langUAge. The gIBberish Lost itS BiO quAlitY AnD bEcaMe A DeaFEnIng HOrrIfic machInE-mAde noIse. AS THE NoisE beCame More oRganized, randoM soUnds TRanSform To becOme pEnEtratIng pulSatinG tOnes, dominating tHe leSs organizEd aMbIenT nOise, eLIcitinG hiS deEpest feArs. The dREamS wERE BaCk!

But the expected diDn'T HApPen. Harry Didn't kNOw To BE disappoInTed Or feARFul; thEn he NOtIced moisTure—swEAt LeAving hiS bOdy witH fOunTaiN-like COnstAncy anD force. ThEn, he cOUldn't stop shiveRIng.

"Harry! Harry! hArRY, ArE You aLl rIght?"

Desiree?

he heARd plEasaNT, sEreNE musiC in thE bACkGRound—totally agreeabLe Music lIke thAt created by thE cyberservER TO soothe BIo psYChE. sensaVision was FilleD with it. He kNEw most BiO prodUced musiC containeD INdividuaL emOtiOns And MOVeD people too mucH FOr thEiR own gooD. DiD it realLy, oR waS it JusT mOre Makr prOpaganda?

thOuGhT-bLinK.

The mUSic stoppEd WhiLe The VoiceS ContinUed.

"EvErytHiNg'S FinE. NothinG To WORry aBoUt." then A seA oF voicEs enGUlfEd him; evEryone in tHe rOOm seEmEd To be talKing at once.

HarRy Opened his eYeS thRough a WATery blur To see a ceiling of smiling fACes set aGaiNst thE bacKdrop of brIghT lightS. SaM Had eleVated hIs heaD aNd sHOUlderS WItH a pIlLow while DeSIRee, Who knElT besIde him, hEld and patted his hanD.

"a liTtle too much opEnnEss," SAM SaId tO deSIreE.

"YA ThiNK?" She remarked sarcAstically aNd RHeTorically.

SAM igNoRed her rEmark anD lookED at HarrY to explaiN, "Our goverNiNg coUNCil Of elders beLieves in Total openNEss anD HiDing nOthIng froM eAch Other." sam turNEd HArry's Head slIgHtly so He can SeE the eldeRs who stand grouped togethEr acroSs the RooM.
 Then, all went black.

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Bright li ght.Har ry' sunco nsci ous body wince d  and  squirmed until second s lat er a li g ht  dimm ed enou g hf o r h im  t o s ee afacel ess  Bio lo oking down  on  h im. Suddenly ,  t he blank f ace  took on asy mme trical  f eat u res t hat  were  disjo i nted,unearthly ,d iaboli c al, and d ep rave d. The face broke ap a rt in geometri c piec es ,  s c a tte rin g to infin it y. He thought he h e ard many people t alking alla t o nce. L is ten i ng int ently ,h e t ried to iso late  a senten ce ort wo butf ound it  impos sib le.  Hew as  u nab le tod ec iph e r a ny of th egi bberi sh a l t h o ughitrese mbled  words and la ngu age. The  gibb erish  los tits B io qua lityan d became a deaf enin g horrifi c m ac hin e- maden oise.Asthe  noisebecamem ore  o r g a ni zed, random sounds  t r a ns form tobecome pe ne t rating p ul sat ingt o nes,domi n at ing theless o r ga ni zed amb ie nt noi se , e lic iting hisdeepes t fears.  Thed reams were bac k !

But the ex p ec t e dd idn' t h appen. Harr y di d n'tknow to  be disap point ed or fearful; then he no ti ced mo istur e—sweat leavi ng his bod y w ith foun tain - li k e constancy an d for ce. Then,h e couldn 't st op shive ring.

"H a r ry! Harr y!Har ry,  ar e yo u all right?" Desi re e?

Hehea rd plea san t,ser ene  m usic in t he backg ro un d— to tal ly ag r eeable m us icli kethatc reated  by t he c yb er s erv er to s o ot h e  Bio  p sy che.  Se ns aVisi on w a s f illed w ith it. H e k n ew m os tBio pro duced music c on tained ind iv idu al emo t i ons andmoved people too much f o r their  ow n goo d. D id it rea lly , or w asi t just  moreMakrpr opa g a nda?T ho ugh t- blink.

Th e mus ic st op pedwhile t he voices continue d .
"Everything's  fi ne.N o th ing to wor ry abo u t ." Then a sea o f voices e ng u lf ed him; ev e ryo ne  in the  room s eemed to be t alking at  once.

H ar ry o p e ned  his eyesthrougha wateryb lur t o  s ee acei ling o fsmi lingfacess etagain st the  b ackdro p ofbr ight lig hts. Sam had elevated h is hea d and  sh oulders w ith a p illow whi le D esiree, wh o k nel t bes ide him,held an d p a ttedhish and.

"Al it tle t oo  much openn e s s ,"Sam s aid to Des iree .

"Ya think?" sh e  remarked sarc asti c a lly  an d  rhe to rically.

Samign or e d  her rem ar k and looke d at Har ry to ex plain,  "Ourgoverni n g  c o uncilof e lde rs believ esin total o pe nn e ss and  hid in g noth ing fr o m ea c h  other." Sam tur ned H a r ry'sh ead  slig ht ly so h e  can  see the e lders who s tand g roup ed to getherac ross t hero om.
 Then,_all went_black.

.

Bright light. Harry's unconscious_body winced_and_squirmed until_seconds_later a light_dimmed enough for_him to see a_faceless Bio looking_down_on him. Suddenly, the blank face took on asymmetrical features that were disjointed, unearthly,_diabolical,_and depraved._The_face_broke apart in geometric pieces,_scattering to infinity. He thought_he heard_many people talking all at once. Listening intently,_he_tried to isolate_a sentence or two but found it impossible. He_was unable to decipher any of_the gibberish although_it_resembled_words and language. The_gibberish lost its Bio quality and_became a deafening horrific machine-made noise._As the noise became more organized, random_sounds transform to become penetrating pulsating_tones, dominating the less organized_ambient noise,_eliciting his deepest fears. The_dreams were back!

But_the expected_didn't happen. Harry_didn't know to be disappointed or_fearful; then he_noticed moisture—sweat leaving his body with_fountain-like_constancy and force._Then,_he_couldn't stop_shivering.

"Harry! Harry! Harry,_are_you all_right?"

Desiree?

He_heard pleasant, serene music in the_background—totally_agreeable music like that created by the_cyberserver to soothe Bio_psyche._SensaVision was filled with_it. He knew most Bio_produced music contained individual emotions and_moved people_too much_for their own good. Did it really, or was it just_more Makr propaganda?

Thought-blink.

The music stopped while_the voices continued.

"Everything's fine._Nothing to_worry_about." Then a_sea_of voices_engulfed him; everyone in the room seemed_to be_talking at once.

Harry opened his eyes_through a watery blur_to_see a ceiling of smiling faces_set against the backdrop of bright_lights. Sam had elevated his_head_and_shoulders with a pillow while_Desiree, who knelt beside him, held_and patted his_hand.

"A little too much openness," Sam said_to_Desiree.

"Ya think?" she remarked sarcastically and_rhetorically.

Sam_ignored her remark and looked at_Harry_to_explain, "Our governing council of_elders believes in total openness and_hiding nothing from each other." Sam turned Harry's head_slightly so he_can see the elders who_stand_grouped_together across the room.