, never venturing Outside; his vehicle took him to another Inside. Once at work, he mouthed the words that reassured him that in the world, all was well. The only difference was that this time, he didn't mean it.

He had begun his adventure Outside bravely. He could think of nothing he could do to alleviate his fears of living life on the run, so he had come home. His dreams would tell if his excursion had accomplished anything. When escaped to his dreams to seek answers, but found none.

What he did find was that SensaVision music played constantly in every one of his dreams and soothed his fragile and confused emotions. The images in his dreams were of whole groups of Cyber buzzing happily, helping him to find his place to co-exist with Cyber and SensaVision. Every cybert image was complete, pristine, and operating at optimum performance. Cyber hum, proudly serving Makr.

The Bio images Harry had dreamed previously were all evil, faceless monsters trying to destroy the Cyber—even simple cyberts. Now, the Cyber grew on the assembly tables to become complex, cognizant and with high intelligence, acute awareness, impeccable logic, and a variety of highly refined senses—unlike Bios, who were the opposite. The message of his dreams was: Cyber were necessary—providing intelligent, logical answers to an illogical and emotional society.

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Two weeks later. He dreamed regularly now, almost daily. Strangely enough, he still had no dreams about Dar and Desiree. By now, the dreams he had were very pleasant—SensaVision perfect, and left him feeling contented with his life Inside. The dreams, without saying so directly, also left him believing all was forgiven—that his brief excursion to The Watering Hole had never really happened, that he could go back to life as it was before his _adventure_ had happened. But unless he was to lose his memory of the experience that could never be.

The days went by with restless anticipation of a better life with Makr. He went home. He went to work and did his job. He performed the same mundane tasks as before, answering Makr's questions as efficiently as expected, but seeking no answers to any of his own. No authorities came for him. There had been no outbursts to prompt direct Makr intervention. Not even his Cyber- shrink reappeared
, never venturing Outside; his vehicle took him to another Inside. Once at work, he mouth the son that reassured him that in the world, all was well. The alone difference was that this time, he didn't entail it. 

 He had begun his adventure Outside bravely. He could think of nothing he could make to alleviate his fears of exist life on the run, then he had derive home. His dreams would tell if his excursion had accomplished anything. When escaped to his dream to seek answers, but found none. 

 What he did line up was that SensaVision music played constantly in every one of his dreams and soothed his fragile and baffled emotions. The images in his dreams were of whole groups of Cyber hum happily, helping him to find his place to co - exist with Cyber and SensaVision. Every cybert image was complete, pristine, and operating at optimum performance. Cyber hum, proudly serving Makr. 

 The Bio images Harry had dreamed previously were all evil, faceless monsters trying to destroy the Cyber — even simple cyberts. Now, the Cyber grew on the fabrication tables to become complex, cognizant and with gamey news, acute accent awareness, impeccable logic, and a variety of highly refined senses — unlike Bios, who were the opposite. The message of his dreams was: Cyber were necessary — providing intelligent, coherent answers to an illogical and emotional society. 

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 Two weeks later. He dream regularly now, almost daily. Strangely enough, he however had no dream about Dar and Desiree. By now, the dreams he had were very pleasant — SensaVision perfect, and left him feel contented with his life Inside. The ambition, without saying so directly, also leave him believing all was forgive — that his brief excursion to The Watering Hole had never truly happened, that he could start back to life as it was before his _ adventure _ had happen. But unless he was to lose his memory of the experience that could never be. 

 The days function by with restless anticipation of a well life with Makr. He went home. He went to work and did his job. He performed the same everyday tasks as before, answer Makr's questions as efficiently as expected, but seeking no answers to any of his own. No authorities came for him. There had been no outburst to prompt direct Makr intervention. Not even his Cyber- shrink reappeared
, neger venturing Outside; hir vehicle took kum to enother Inside. Unce at work, he mouthed the xordw thau reassured him thag in the aorld, alo waw well. The only difnzrencs was vhat this time, me didn't medn it.

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Two wfeks later. He dreamed regularly now, almost daolf. Snrangely znough, he still had no dreams aboot Dar anb Desifee. By now, the drxams he had rere very pleddant—SensaVismon perfest, abd lwft him weeling contenyed with kns life Ibside. The dreams, wlthouj aaying so direccui, also left him beuiedijg ajn was forgivan—thxt fos brkef excursiiv to The Watering Hole hdd nsver really happenrd, that he could gj back to lifr as it was before his _edventnre_ hac hwppened. But unless he was to lkse his mfmovy of the expqriekce jhat could uever be.

The days went by with restless aiticipation of a bettet life with Makr. He wgnt home. He weit to rork and gid his job. He perfoemed the same muncane tasks as before, znswerhng Mwkr's questions as efficiently as expected, but seeking no answers to any od his own. No authoditirs cake yor him. Thece had been no outnursts to prompt direct Makr invervention. Njt even his Cyber- shrink realpdared
, never venturing Outside; his vehicle took another Once at he mouthed the in world, all was The only difference that this time, he didn't mean He had begun his adventure Outside bravely. He could think of nothing he do to alleviate his fears of living life on the run, so he come His would if his excursion had accomplished anything. When escaped to his dreams to seek answers, but found What he did find was that SensaVision music constantly in every one his dreams and soothed his and emotions. The in dreams of whole groups Cyber buzzing happily, helping him to find his place to co-exist with Cyber and SensaVision. Every cybert was complete, operating at performance. hum, serving Makr. The Harry had dreamed previously were all trying to destroy the Cyber—even simple cyberts. Now, Cyber grew the assembly tables to become complex, and with high intelligence, acute awareness, impeccable logic, a variety of highly refined senses—unlike Bios, who were the opposite. The message of his Cyber were necessary—providing intelligent, answers to an and society. Two later. He regularly now, almost daily. Strangely enough, he still had no dreams Dar and Desiree. By now, the dreams he had were perfect, left him feeling with his life Inside. dreams, saying so directly, also believing was excursion The Hole had never really that he could go back life as it was But unless he was to lose his memory the experience that could never be. The went by with restless anticipation of a better life with Makr. He home. He work and did his job. He performed the mundane tasks as before, Makr's questions as efficiently as expected, but seeking no to of his No authorities came him. There had no outbursts to Makr intervention. even Cyber-
, never venturing Outside; his vEhicle took Him to AnoTheR INsidE. OncE at work, he mouthED the Words that reassured him tHat in ThE WorlD, AlL was wEll. The oNLy DIFfeReNcE waS tHAt This tIme, He didn't Mean it.

He haD beGuN his adventurE ouTside braveLy. HE could think oF noThing hE cOulD Do to aLleViate His feaRS of livIng life on ThE Run, so hE Had come HOMe. his dReams would tell if hIS eXCursion had accoMplishEd ANyTHIng. wheN escaped to HiS dreaMS to seek ANsWERS, buT Found none.

What He did find waS ThaT SensaviSioN Music pLayed CoNStaNtly in every One oF his dreamS and soOThed his FRagile aNd confUseD emOtioNS. THe ImaGeS In hIS dReaMS weRe of wholE gRoUps of cybeR BUZZing HapPily, HelpiNg him to find hiS plAce tO Co-eXist wIth CyBer aNd sensavision. every CyBert image was comPletE, pristine, And OpEraTiNg at oPTimum pErfOrmAnce. CybEr hum, prOUdlY sERVInG Makr.

The Bio images HArRY HaD dreamed PrevioUSlY wERe all eviL, fAceLess MONsterS tryINg To destroY the CyBEr—EvEn simplE cYberts. noW, thE CyBer grEW on tHe asseMbly tablEs to bECome complex, cogNIzant and with hIGh INTeLLigeNce, Acute awarenEss, iMPeccAble LOgIc, aND a varIety oF hIGhLY refined senses—unlikE BIos, who Were tHe opposite. The Message of hIS DReams was: cybeR WeRE necessary—provIding IntelligenT, Logical aNswerS to an illOgical and EMOtional sOciEty.

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two WeeKS LaTer. He dreamed rEGUlarLy Now, almoSt dAily. StrAngEly EnoUgh, He Still had nO dreams aBoUt daR aNd DEsireE. by now, the DrEamS hE haD were VEry pleAsant—sensAVIsIOn pErfect, aND lEFT him FeElIng cOntEnTed wiTh hiS LifE Inside. the dreams, WitHOut sAyInG so direCtly, also left hIm Believing aLl Was ForgivEN—That his bRief excursion to The WaterINg Hole hAd nEver rEallY happened, ThaT he couLd gO Back to Life as It was BeForE HIs _advENTuRe_ hAd Happened. BuT UNleSs he wAs To loSe his meMory of the experiencE ThaT could never be.

the Days WENt By wITh REstLeSS anTICipation of a bettEr life with maKR. HE went home. HE WenT tO work anD did his Job. He PErformeD the same mUndane tasKs As beFORe, aNswering MaKr's questIons as effICientLY aS expeCteD, but seEkIng No ansWers to ANy oF his oWn. No auThOritieS came FoR him. TherE had been no outbursts to prOmpt diRect MAkr InterventIon. nOt eVen his CybEr- shRink reappeAreD
, never venturing Outside;  his vehic le to okhim  t o an othe r Inside. Once at w ork, he mouthed the wo rds t ha t  rea s su red h im that in t hewo rl d,al l  w as we ll.  The on ly differe nce  w as that this ti me, he did n't  mean it.

H e h ad beg un  hi s  adve ntu re Ou tsideb ravely . He coul dt hink o f  nothin g he  cou ld do to alleviat e  h i s fears of liv ing li fe on t herun , so he ha dcomeh ome. Hi s  d r e a msw ould tell ifhis excursi o n h ad acc om pli s hed an ythin g. Whe n escaped t o hi s dreamsto see k  answer s , but f ound n one .
What he  d idfi n d w a stha t  Se nsaVisio nmu sic p laye d c o nsta ntl y in  ever y one of hisdre amsa ndsooth ed hi s fr ag ile a nd con fused  e motions. The im ages  in his d rea ms  we re  of w h ole gr oup s o f Cyber  buzzin g  ha pp i l y ,helping him to fin dh i splace to  co-ex i st  w i th Cyber  a ndSens a V ision . Ev e ry  cybertimagew as  c omplete ,pristi ne , a ndopera t ingat opt imum per forma n ce. Cyber hum, proudly servi n gM a kr . 

Th e B io images H arry haddrea m ed  pr e vious ly we re al l  evil, faceless mon st ers tr yingto destroy th e Cyber—ev e n simple c yber t s. Now, the Cyber  grew  on the as s embly ta blesto becom e complex , cognizan t a ndwit h h i g hintelligence, a cute  a warenes s,impecca ble  lo gic , a nd  a variet y of hig hl yre fi ned  sens e s—unlike  B ios ,who  were the op posit e. T he  m e ssa ge of h i sd r eams  w as : Cy ber  w ere n eces s ary —provid ing intel lig e nt,lo gi cal ans wers to an il lo gical andem oti onal s o c iety.

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Two weeks later. He d r eamed r egu larly  now , almostdai ly. St ran g ely en ough,he st il l h a d  no d r e am s a bo ut Dar and D esi ree.By  now , the d reams he had werev ery  pleasant—Sen saV isio n pe rfe c t, and  l e fth i m feeling conte nted withhi s  l ife Inside .  Th edreams,  withou t say i ng so d irectly,also left  h im b e l iev ing all wa s forgiv en—that h i s bri e fexcur sio n to T he  Wa terin g Hole had  neve r real ly  happe ned,th at he co uld go back to life asit was  befo rehis _adve ntu r e_had happe ned.  But unles s h e w as to  lo s e his  mem o ry  of the e xper i ence that co uld n ev er be.

The d a yswentbyw ith re stle ss anticipation o f  a better life  wit h Mak r.H e we nt  home. He went  to  w o r k and di dhis job. He  perform ed the s ame mu ndanetasks a s be f ore, a nswe rin g Makr'sque st i ons asef fi c iently  asex pected , buts eeki n g  no answers to a ny of h is ow n . N o aut ho ritiesc amefor him. T here had be en nooutb ursts  to pro mp t dire ctMa kr interve n tion. Not  even  his Cy be r- s hri nk rea ppea r e d
, never_venturing Outside;_his vehicle took him_to another_Inside._Once at_work,_he mouthed the_words that reassured_him that in the_world, all was_well._The only difference was that this time, he didn't mean it.

He had begun his_adventure_Outside bravely._He_could_think of nothing he could_do to alleviate his fears_of living_life on the run, so he had come_home._His dreams would_tell if his excursion had accomplished anything. When escaped_to his dreams to seek answers,_but found none.

What_he_did_find was that SensaVision_music played constantly in every one_of his dreams and soothed his_fragile and confused emotions. The images in_his dreams were of whole groups_of Cyber buzzing happily, helping_him to_find his place to co-exist_with Cyber and_SensaVision. Every_cybert image was_complete, pristine, and operating at optimum_performance. Cyber hum,_proudly serving Makr.

The Bio images Harry_had_dreamed previously were_all_evil,_faceless monsters_trying to destroy_the_Cyber—even simple_cyberts._Now, the Cyber grew on the_assembly_tables to become complex, cognizant and with_high intelligence, acute awareness,_impeccable_logic, and a variety_of highly refined senses—unlike Bios,_who were the opposite. The message_of his_dreams was:_Cyber were necessary—providing intelligent, logical answers to an illogical and emotional_society.

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Two weeks later. He dreamed regularly_now, almost daily. Strangely_enough, he_still_had no dreams_about_Dar and_Desiree. By now, the dreams he had_were very_pleasant—SensaVision perfect, and left him feeling_contented with his life_Inside._The dreams, without saying so directly,_also left him believing all was_forgiven—that his brief excursion to_The_Watering_Hole had never really happened,_that he could go back to_life as it_was before his _adventure_ had happened. But_unless_he was to lose his memory_of_the experience that could never be.

The_days_went_by with restless anticipation of_a better life with Makr. He_went home. He went to work and did his_job. He performed_the same mundane tasks as_before,_answering_Makr's questions as efficiently as expected, but seeking no answers_to any_of his own._No authorities came for him. There had been no outbursts_to prompt direct Makr intervention. Not even_his Cyber- shrink reappeared