I Wish I Had Gone Fishing
Copyright© 2020 by Yob
Chapter 1: The Addict
I have always wished I was more clever! Not smarter or wiser. Studying will make you smarter. Experience will make you wiser. Take lot’s of IQ tests, eventually you can score genius. After you become “Test Wise”! Experience life on the hard cruel inner city streets and you become “Street Wise”! Clever? Quick witted? Either you are born with it, or you’re shit out of luck, I fear. Suspect. I wish I was clever!
There is this girl. I want her! She is too clever for me Too clever to capture! You are imagining I have the Hotz for her. Wrong. She has something I desperately want. Actually, it’s a NEED, the desire is so strong! She is the first test subject to be injected with state of art nano chips. I want her chips. I NEED them! For myself.
Years ago, I hacked and monitored every lab computer, where I could discover they were possibly researching medical nano chips. Finally, eventually, narrowed down to only one lab with any real potential. They have succeeded!
The theories and science aren’t necessary for me to understand, though I understand a little. Procedures, I can read well enough. Just like a check list. A lot of progress information can be gleaned from a procedural check list. As development matures, the procedures become more involved. The experiments slowly zeroing in on the hoped for final results. Lab logistics were also attended carefully. When they ordered a cat scan unit, hospital smocks, bed, and an intravenous bag rack, I correctly guessed they were ready, preparing for an imminent human test subject.
Stakeout time. Took my vacation from work early so I could watch the lab’s people coming and going. One afternoon, a low level technician, I knew as Roy, escorted a raunchy filthy looking young woman inside. She looked like probably a drug addict, and perhaps homeless. I raced to my apartment to follow along with theirs on my computer, during the experiments.
They gave her a complete prep-physical, including lab work, cat scan, a third degree intensive interview, acquired her arrest records, school records, dental records, tax records, every record imaginable, and learned everything there was to know about her. I was interested mostly in her blood type, O positive, the most common of all, and my blood type too.
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