SYSTEM SEA-Z: Saving The Scientists

d the periodic groan of the old building, the room was quiet. Things in Northern Ireland had been bad for quite some time now, more crime, growing tension, the

eling shift. The station was quiet now, except for him and his colleague Mike, who w

e being murdered one after another, each of the deaths shrouded in mystery. He envisioned his country in a tussle with its military forces weakened by a lack of weapon

he saw himself, lifeless and cold. The news reached his parents of his death, and the pain in their ey

he haze, and Jill sat bolt uprigh

his features. "You okay, man? You were shaking l

ing to delineate the real world from the vivid imag

uestion is that?" Mike shot back-a p

Jill murmured, rubbing his

out," Mike replied, though his tone was la

ase sat in his chest like a stone. "Can I head out for the

agreed, his mood brightening at the thou

o settle in his bones as he walked down the dimly lit streets. His house was

dream. Every little detail now replayed in his mind as though he was reliving it. The scientists, the

oom, hoping that a hot shower could wash off the unease. As the water poured on him, he closed his eyes

throom was suddenly t

tem 010. Say, 'activate'

st. He whirled around, and his gaze scanned space devoid of everyt

n seconds. Ten,

ing sensation spread across his chest, a pressure that mount

eached nine, the word stumbling from hi

uture. It is time to save the future before it happens. My core is within you and linked to yo

nst the wall. He blinked as his vision began to blur and

lack before he could fin

pen and he groaned, reaching out an arm to quiet the din, only to close his fingers over cold tile. Blinki

muzzy-headed with the peculiar dream still clinging to him like a shroud. Events of the night befor

signs of an intruder. His pulse quickened as anxiety mixed with skepticism in his fr

noise finally subsided. "Get a grip, Jill," he muttered to himse

f to believe that, however

The voice was clear and calm, echoing through the room

-eyed with incredulity. "What the hell? Where are you?!" he yell

a scolding parent. "I am System 010 from the future, now integr

is bed, his mind racing. "This is. this is insane," he st

ation nor a dream. You are to be the host for System 010. I'm

d his temples, trying to steady his breathing. "So

pects of your country look grim. There are processes already set in motion. Scientists, technologis

You mean the nightmare will c

ust the beginning-about ten percent of the

h by the confirmatory from another source now caused to run shivers along his skin

forcement background-a perfect combination, not to mention you had these visions. So, you

and anger. "What am I dealing with here? Some sort of AI pr

y scenarios," System 010 explained. "My implantation into you was necessary to directly inter

This is too much. I mean, how am I supposed

s these attacks on the scientists and start securing the

kay, but you're getting a name. I'm not going to s

reeable. What nam

then replied, "How about. S

st, let us begin. Tim

uld trust this System or if he even had a choice, but if his nightmare w