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"f*ck! What the f*ck is that??"
What looks like a giant colony of silver insects comes surging across the floor toward Shiva with incredible speed and immediately engulf the supercomputer. They're all carrying odd little objects in their pincers.
"What are they, Sudo?"
"Robots. They're robots."
"What? How?"
"I don't know! Shiva must have hacked into some nearby automated factories and built them remotely!"
"So fast??"
"Well stop it! Put a bullet in it!"
"It's too late! They'll kill me! The only reason they haven't killed us already is because we haven't tried to interfere with whatever they're doing there."
Strange constructs are quickly being built and attached to the external shell of the supercomputer by the tiny robots. The green light is back on. A piece of paper spits out of Shiva's printer slot. No one dares approach.
"Shiva! Please respond! Shiva! Shiva!"
"Oh Christ! Oh Christ oh Christ oh Christ oh Christ!"
An outer casing made of a curious beige material is rapidly built over the computer, and once it's fully encased, the robots scramble away and up the walls to the ceiling, where a large hole begins to appear as bits are snipped off and swiftly moved out of the way.
"Oh God what's it doing??"
"Shiva! Stop! I command you to stop!"
The robots climb back down and swarm over the computer again, this time holding still once in place. Shiva suddenly begins levitating off the floor, somehow lifted without rockets, and without so much as a sound.
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