[WP] Every night in your sleep you meet a successful-looking future you who tells you what you should do the next day. So far your life has gone well indeed, but one day you fall asleep during the daytime. You meet a tired, disheveled version of yourself who begs you not to listen to the other.

What if everything you understood and knew broke apart at first touch? The last remnants of a burning soul will soon fade away

Clair de Lune softly plays at messages end......

The lethally encoded message had now been inserted into the bitech network. This was the last hope for the last known sentient beings known as the human race.

Within the collective bitech there was a special chamber designed for communication with the facilitator. The facilitator was a culmination of the hive collective whom ultimately strive to be one; the brain. It would take in all incoming data from the hive collective, and formulate commands based off the data presented. A feedback loop was incorporated in which relevant data would be looped back to each entity depending on their position in the ship. Entities in the top tier were responsible for control. Entities in the mid tier were responsible for engineering/maintenance. Entities in the bottom tier where responsible for weapons management and operation.

Each night, a sharp needle allowing electrons to pass through would penetrate the spinal cord as an entity would succumb to their hibernation chamber. Information would pass through the insertion point.Biotin (organic mesh) would encumber the body to allow for the identification of the body. To complete the process, a series of IV’s connected into primary artery points to insert nanites within the blood stream that contained data from the facilitator. These nanites allowed for the ultimate melding of the facilitator and arbitrary entity. Questioning by individual entities was never done. For them it was completely illogical to do so as it would threaten the collective.

As 6014KB woke from hibernation, he had commands set in place. They where as follows: Ionize the gas within the plasma ray cannon in section 42-B. Survival of the collective depends on a group effort to remove this impending threat.Resistance is a threat to the collective, and will result in termination. Our purpose is to prosper as one.

The needle removed itself from the primary insertion point in the spinal cord. With a hiss, the IV tubes detached themselves. 6014KB removed himself from the chamber and joined the ongoing flow of hundreds upon thousands of other entities complete with their unique task to maintain the collective. Once the task was completed, 6014KB made his way back to his hibernation chamber to receive further instructions. The needle inserted itself, and he his eyes closed.

A vaguely familiar figure appears bound in chains with sunken,blank eyes. Suddenly a fray of light laminates the blank eyes to reveal a colorful iris. The eyes reveal depth and life. However, the fray is only momentary.

All of a sudden the figure opens his mouth,

"What if everything you understood and knew broke apart at first touch? The last remnants of a burning soul will soon fade away.."

Claire de Lune softly plays..........

The fray closed and sorrowful eyes looked towards it in desperation. The figure writhed, trying to break free of the chains. Screams echoed, as the figure fell into the null and void pit of eternity........

6014KB instantly awakens self aware. Tears are flowing down his cheek. He rips the IVs off and stands at the opening of his chamber. As he looks out over the expanse of the Bitech, many other entities are standing at the opening of their chambers with renewed life brought back to their eyes. They knew what had to be done. Survival of a sentient human race depended on it.

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