Tales of the Courier – It’s the Thought that Mounts
Along on the road, the wheels turn and the miles melt away. 1courier watches the road, while ahead, dirt spews and asphalt sprays. It looks like mayhem and it’s rushing toward him at a furious pace. Furthermore, it’s too late to avoid the chaos. Impact is imminent.
With this in mind, 1courier grins, and pushes the accelerator pedal to the floor. It was time to push on through stormy weather. The ride responds smoothly and with very precise movements. Actually, 1courier is impressed with the design of the machine. Furthermore he makes a mental note to say so, later.
The swirling, flying cloud of debris, roils and fills the air ahead with a dusty haze. Moreover, 1courier is prepared for impact as the ride barrels toward the chaos ahead. For instance, he wonders if it will be heavy freighters that he crashes into. And he grips the wheel tighter.
The Thought
As the road blisters by he catches movement from the corner of his eye. The screen on the dash flashes a message so that he can see it. And then, with a hint of an especially abundant, cyber attitude:
You’re not going to crash Sherlock. It’s road construction.
1courier likes this machine more and more. Then on the screen, to his utter surprise:
Thanks you’re not so bad yourself.
He stares at the screen, and then the road, as they blow past the road construction. Clearly, he shouldn’t be surprised. There had been rumors about these connections for years. However, it still feels uncanny. 1courier grins. If he thinks about it, the machine does it. Nice. The screen flashes again:
That’s not even remotely close to how it works, cupcake.
They blaze past another section of road construction. It is a particularly rough stretch. Surprisingly, this time 1courier barely notices. Furthermore, he is being struck with an epiphany. It is slightly uncomfortable to think of it without it in the center of his thoughts.
Additionally, now that he has used it, he feels the connection more acutely. It feels like a funnel in the center of his thoughts. A funnel that pulls at his thoughts. Crawls at his thoughts.
The Thought that Mounts
Although, he has an almost percipient sense of when the machine will respond, it isn’t now, he’s certain of it. He grins again, all those having fun raise your hand! He does, out the window, as they rocket down the road. The m-com link flashes, as if on cue.
Competing priorities he thinks. The screen on the dash offers a one word agreement. Likewise the m-com link flashes again. And 1courier knows HQ will not let up. Not only does he know HQ is persistent, but also that it must be important. Moreover HQ especially didn’t like to toggle the m-com link more than once, in a lunar cycle.
He doesn’t have to think about it long. Furthermore the new connection works well. As evidence, the screen flashes a new communication that chills:
HQ destroyed. Backup coordinates activated. Delivery request – Critical – Initiate?
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