Amaya alighted from a high-speed train in the centre of Cefirice City. She accessed the net using the wireless chip she’d had implanted four years ago, and downloaded a map of the city. Finding M.A.G.I. headquarters not far away, she decided to walk.
She cut through a quiet park, an oasis in the concrete desert. It seemed quiet anyway, she couldn’t actually tell over the music being beamed directly into her cortex; electronic distortions through water…the latest fad. As she walked she thought back to a few hours earlier. When she’d received the email her eyes had been magnetically drawn to the dollar figure at the bottom. “5000 whether I’m interested or not?!” she’d exclaimed, then hastily scanned the rest of the message for any weird catches or the phrase “organ donation.” Satisfied, she’d packed a small messenger bag, told a friend to get lecture notes for her, and headed out the door.
She turned off the blaring cacophony when she caught site of the towering glass structure ahead of her.
Government building; no wonder we don’t have resources for anything else on this planet, she thought. She entered the front doors, passing a figure loitering outside without paying him much attention.
[I lurve sci-fi! Thanks for making this LD.
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Thanks to Kristina for the set!