Alekse1 Baranov stared at his screen. His eyes floated through thousands of lines of code in a language that only he and seven others knew. It was code that he helped build and that others had died protecting. It was illegal truth in a world where believing in lies kept you alive but kept you sick, poor and hungry. Lies that kept them rich and kept the AutoPol watching your every move, controlling your thoughts through fear. Alekse1’s hands shook as he typed in the final command on his keyboard:
( start program:) ( /DrainDistrict1.rna/ )
(end program:) ( /D1servaccess.rna/ )
(deny program:) ( /D1reboot.sa/ )
Thus starting uploading the code onto a backup drive and wiping the servers. This is it, he thought, one hard drive in the world that …show more content…
The image of their titanium bodies and their guns blasting through the door sent a cold shiver down his spine. The thought of the world continuing the way it is without the R00TS made him feel hollow. There was only one other time in his life where he had been so certain of something. Stop, A1eksei thought, can’t think of her now. He didn’t have time to think of her or of how the AutoPol had found him, he had to leave now. The R00ts only had one plan for when a district were to be found: Drain, destroy and go deep under Garden City to 8. District 8 was their safest space where they needed to rebuild servers to put inside the districts again. It was the best kept secret of Garden City, a place only eight people knew how to find. Or so they hoped. Alekse1 grabbed the backup drive and started to head out of the complex. He was running out of time. District 1 was the Daisy District of Garden City. Much like Rose, Daisy was impoverished and riddled with crime. The servers Alekse1 managed were in the basement of a shady gentlemen’s club, the Yellow Curtain. The Yellow Curtain was owned by an Amir Hassan, a crafty con artist and an expert at evading the AutoPol. His club had been listed a Black Zone by the AutoPol. It is a place where murders, drugs and robbery are so frequent that the damned bots do not bother enforcing the laws there, they do not even come. Anyone there willingly is subject to such violence, …show more content…
Your 30k of hush isn’t gonna be enough for the amount of god damn bots outside my club! So tell me what you’ve been doing with your computers in the basement you fucking rat!” Amir yelled.
“I’ll give you 200k. 200k for hush and I never existed, just let me go or there won’t be a Yellow Curtain, I can assure you that.” Alekse1 pleaded. He didn’t have 200k but he knew he didn’t have to spend it. There wasn’t going to be a Yellow Curtain, the AutoPol would not spare Amir. If they were in a black zone, they already knew what had been hiding in the basement. Violent crimes could result in prison or death. Intellectual crimes that opposed the rule of the government always meant death, no matter how little you were involved.
“200k by the end of the night, rat.” Amir let go of Alekse1’s arm and pushed him away.
Alekse1 snuck by the dancer’s stage where a tunnel had been built for escapes, and ran. The tunnel went to various busy and populated parts of Garden City so that fugitives could run and hide until the heat was off them. He ran until he could resurface in Marigold Market and blend into the crowd and so that he’d only be a few districts away from 8. As he ran he heard screams and gunfire behind him in the distance. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 down Alekse1
( start program:) ( /DrainDistrict1.rna/ )
(end program:) ( /D1servaccess.rna/ )
(deny program:) ( /D1reboot.sa/ )
Thus starting uploading the code onto a backup drive and wiping the servers. This is it, he thought, one hard drive in the world that …show more content…
The image of their titanium bodies and their guns blasting through the door sent a cold shiver down his spine. The thought of the world continuing the way it is without the R00TS made him feel hollow. There was only one other time in his life where he had been so certain of something. Stop, A1eksei thought, can’t think of her now. He didn’t have time to think of her or of how the AutoPol had found him, he had to leave now. The R00ts only had one plan for when a district were to be found: Drain, destroy and go deep under Garden City to 8. District 8 was their safest space where they needed to rebuild servers to put inside the districts again. It was the best kept secret of Garden City, a place only eight people knew how to find. Or so they hoped. Alekse1 grabbed the backup drive and started to head out of the complex. He was running out of time. District 1 was the Daisy District of Garden City. Much like Rose, Daisy was impoverished and riddled with crime. The servers Alekse1 managed were in the basement of a shady gentlemen’s club, the Yellow Curtain. The Yellow Curtain was owned by an Amir Hassan, a crafty con artist and an expert at evading the AutoPol. His club had been listed a Black Zone by the AutoPol. It is a place where murders, drugs and robbery are so frequent that the damned bots do not bother enforcing the laws there, they do not even come. Anyone there willingly is subject to such violence, …show more content…
Your 30k of hush isn’t gonna be enough for the amount of god damn bots outside my club! So tell me what you’ve been doing with your computers in the basement you fucking rat!” Amir yelled.
“I’ll give you 200k. 200k for hush and I never existed, just let me go or there won’t be a Yellow Curtain, I can assure you that.” Alekse1 pleaded. He didn’t have 200k but he knew he didn’t have to spend it. There wasn’t going to be a Yellow Curtain, the AutoPol would not spare Amir. If they were in a black zone, they already knew what had been hiding in the basement. Violent crimes could result in prison or death. Intellectual crimes that opposed the rule of the government always meant death, no matter how little you were involved.
“200k by the end of the night, rat.” Amir let go of Alekse1’s arm and pushed him away.
Alekse1 snuck by the dancer’s stage where a tunnel had been built for escapes, and ran. The tunnel went to various busy and populated parts of Garden City so that fugitives could run and hide until the heat was off them. He ran until he could resurface in Marigold Market and blend into the crowd and so that he’d only be a few districts away from 8. As he ran he heard screams and gunfire behind him in the distance. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 down Alekse1