Today was no ordinary day. I looked out my window the grids were empty. It seemed ominous but maybe the transmission rays were out again. The silence seemed eerie but at the same time all that was needed was electrode simulation and what ever scene presented itself would be navigated. Sure it wasn't the best ways to make your way through the day but The Keepers always had a plan and if I followed the rules of 3-D space I might just survive the day and be able to replenish my own system banks.

My name is Zitonious...

I switched on the box, it didn't take long to determine today was not going to be any ordinary day. Startled I watched in disbelief. Hang on!, those ray's aren't just out, they're oozing into some kind of electro magma mass. The silence had become a crackling noise distorting my senses and blocking normal process functioning. I couldn't move and as the transmissions inched closer, I felt the warmth of the rays. The room had transformed into an electrified cell,

What Is Going To Happen To Me?

Only The Keepers Would know. Stay Tuned Or Loose Tune, The Cosmic Rays Did Say.

Almost immediately the sensation of the rays piercing my skin blanked my mind and as my brain went into automated hibernation I knew I was not going to remember but not only not remember,

I was not going to feel a thing. The light senses played across my body the programming had commenced the electro stimulus of normal cell functioning was being realigned to the directive of Central Data Bank Processing. The accumulation of my past was being transposed to my future self. Time as it is was a matter waiting to reveal the future.

The body bombardment did not stop, the cell blasting would normally have stopped the heart with the pain, but the brain being cut from all sensations by neural alignment changes felt not a thing.

And then in the back ground the sound of the power turning on was heard, my sense are still alive is all I could think. But the power bombardment was taking its toll, the reprogramming was textual and visual. The television displacing its soul into my brain. Where am I?, what am I? what will I become? I screamed out as I tried to save the last of the human instincts in me, but it was no use, "You are now Electro-fried ", that was all I heard.

And then The Calling Began. No longer able to direct my thinking, logic or mind matter roboticism set in."Come to your leader" started piping in the space that once held my brain. "Not only do we have ways to make you walk, we have way's to make you talk. You will follow our instructions and will do as we say. You no longer recognise the cost of human life because your brain has been replaced with our new standard of thinking". "Your new mind is a Chipset".

So without logic or reason, I reached out to the screen it seemed to be where all instructions were emanating but I couldn't tell my mind had no previous information and without warning that was it, my body was displaced to the chip set reality and I was immediately drawn into the optic fibre tunnel. I could only assume I was being taken to the Leader, but the leader of what? The energy from the tunnel was electrical, brilliant light flashes bought the scene around me to life in a darkened space and in the distance light structures standing tall, but are they buildings, I couldn't tell, I'd just have to wait for the journey to complete itself.