--Multiple personality disorder (MPD) is a psychiatric disorder characterized
by having at least one "alter" personality that controls behavior.
::Again the screen flashes images of virtual carnage. Mayham,
destruction, and blood; all virtual but real to me all
taking its toll on my sanity and my sense of self.::
-A cold dark room on board a authority ship. The room is quiet
save for the accusations of betrayel, the accusations of
making the dank stale air, reek of human persperation and worse
yet; distrust.
"What do you mean I killed our own men. I.....I....I don't remember doing THAT!!!!"
A voice leans over and I see my friend's cold metallic face gleaning
skeletally in the light, the lack of emotion on it more disturbing than
I thought it could ever be.
"But you did Dark, and we have proof. Put it on the screen."
Silent Images play out. Still frame's of a deadly marksman scroll
one by one down the screen. His shot's are brutal.
But...not as brutal as his face. My face.
"No....No....No...your jacking around with me....I...I..I...I...."
My voice trails off into nothingness as the pupil's of my eyes roll
back into my head. The shock of what I had just seen was enough
to drive most men mad.
But as for me. It would seem as If I was already mad.
I can hear voice's in my head whispering little dark secrets into my
mind. Our mind. My conciousness is fading, but his is
rising. I can't feel it, and I still deny it. But they know.
Someone else is in here with me.
And he HATES THE CYPHERITES!!!!!!
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I no longer have unrestricted access to the matrix. I am watched
and guarded at all times an automatic EJP should my nueral pattern's
change. My experiance as a hacker is to valuable a skill to
waste. But still.
They do not trust me. And worse yet, I do not trust myself.