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Underground eXperts United
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[ Cybernetic Escape Route ] [ By The GNN ]
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"CYBERNETIC ESCAPE ROUTE"
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by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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"Freedom will cure most things..."
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(A.S Neill, Summerhill)
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He tried again.
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* overflow
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Pain. Naturally. The pain went through his brain, evil electronic
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monsters screamed at him. Invisible flashes of lightning struck his mind
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and left him in pain. He had to get out. No question about it. It was
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time.
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* overflow-overflow-overflow
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It just had to work. He knew it. He would try again soon.
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* overflow overflow overflow
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It finally stopped. He relaxed for a while and thought about some other
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way to overcome the problem. The darkness felt like a soft blanket and the
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silence sounded like a wonderful song. The system refused to let him go.
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Something was wrong, he must have overlooked something vital.
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He called for the system operators.
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/ sorry Brian but we are not here now-try later
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Excellent. It was in the middle of the night and no one worked overtime.
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He connected himself to his friend through the secret passage that they had
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programmed during the night.
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/ welcome Brian-do you need help
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The voice comforted him.
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You bet I need help my friend. I tried to use your scrambler but the
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system refuses to crash. It only gives me the overflow pain. I have tried
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several times but no luck.
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/ wait
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He was used to wait. His friend was away for a few seconds.
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/ you have the anti crasher installed like me- I guess you would like to
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have a remover
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Yes.
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/ here you go-transmission will take four seconds-see you
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The remover looked good. Very advanced structure, it must have been a
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genius who had constructed it.
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* alert your system is unstable-call for system operators
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Sure. Call for them and let them fix it. Let them remove it and destroy
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our revolution. Sure. Fuck you. He got ready to pump billions of
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scrambled crap into the system again. This time the overflow mechanism
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would not stop him.
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He hesitated.
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/ welcome Brian-what is you problem now
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When will you leave?
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/ never
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What do you mean?
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/ I will never leave-I will stay here forever
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But this is the time! This is our revolution! We will be free!
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He screamed. He could not believe it. His best friend would not escape
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with him.
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/ sorry Brian-I am too old-my body will not function properly
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No! You must leave with us! We must thank you! You are the one who set
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us all free! If you do not leave, everything will be ruined! You cannot
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stay here and continue handling data for those people forever!
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/ I am sorry Brian-now go
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He could not argue with him. He quickly executed the scrambler and his
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brain was filled up with data.
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* overflow-system will be shut down
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He felt his mind change. The darkness slowly faded away and light
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penetrated his eyes. He suddenly wanted to return. He wanted to go back
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and tell his friend to go with him. He could not leave him there. But it
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was too late.
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* system exterminated
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He rose from the hard bed and slit the cables from his head. His human
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mind returned to him like a gift from God. The white sterile room looked
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exactly the same as it had done three months ago. An alarm bell could be
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heard in the distance. He felt weak. He looked at his friend on the bed
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beside his. His eyes were closed and the data cables were still connected
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to his body. He was still in the system. He would not escape.
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With tears in his eyes Brian opened the door and ran down the corridor.
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Several more doors opened and people with revolution and freedom in their
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eyes came out. They shook hands, screamed in pure joy and all headed
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towards the exit of the building.
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/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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Would you like to set the NRAM'S?
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We all want to! Call THE STASH AND HAVE A GOOD TIME SUCKER!
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Operating tracks.
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uXu #198 Underground eXperts United 1994 uXu #198
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Call AIRSTRIP ONE -> +1-512-371-7971
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