The Mad Computer - Part 4.
Elsewhere on earth it was
raining, raining strongly. And it was cold. But that was not a problem for
Meger, because he was warmly cuddled in bed with his woman.
Meger was one of those people
who consider themselves intelligent and knowing, but who are really
closed-minded and don’t know many things about the world, let alone the universe.
He could argue with you about something, staring at your eyes as if you were an
ignorant child, and hardly letting you finish your sentences before he broke in
with his own. And when he saw something he never knew about, he considered it
abnormal and reckoned as “crazy” those who did or believed that thing. So his
company was not pleasant for you.
But he was a Money Man. Thus he
called himself. He would say: “I am a powerful money magnet. It is impossible
for me to lack money.”
He was rich.
Because of his riches, people
supported his bad behaviours because the people needed his help financially.
Meger was a man in his fifth
decade of life. He was a bit fat, wore glasses and was not handsome.
Now Meger was in his bedroom,
with the rain pouring outside the windows.
He was comfortable, and felt
secure.
But not for long.
As he lay beside his woman, he
was asking her what she wanted him to buy for her.
She asked for a laptop
computer.
“Okay,” he said.
Although Cameroon was a
developing country, it already had residents who used the teleportation services
of the world-known Instant Transport company, also called InsTra.
Meger touched the air beside his bed and a
“user interface” appeared in the air. He logged in to an electronic market, and
found the laptop she wanted. The products’ pictures were visible and you could
swipe them with your finger. He bought it by using the number of his money
card.
A text message appeared saying:
“Thank you for your purchase. Do you want it delivered to you the long way or
the short way?”
The “long way” meant that somebody would bring
the laptop to him in an hour or longer. The “short way” was the instant way: if
you had a “space tube” installed in your location, the item could be sent to
you through that tube and reach you within ten minutes.
Wanting to impress the woman,
he chose the “short way”, which was more expensive, and was a service of the
Instant Transport company, also called InsTra.
He got up and went out to the
room where his space tube was placed.
A loud, shrill alarm screamed.
It screamed again. Then it screamed repeatedly!
“What is that?” the woman
shouted from the bed.
Meger did not know.
The alarm was coming from his
loudspeaker system.
But nobody was burgling the
house.
He looked at the space tube,
with its open mouth facing him.
He briefly remembered things he had heard in
the past: accidents that had happened with space tubes. A child had entered a
tube and been broken into pieces which were never recovered. Even pets had
unfortunately entered the tube and disappeared.
The space tube was super-useful and super-dangerous.
The alarm blared.
Then a sweet feminine voice
spoke softly: “Hello Meger. How are you?”
“Who is that?” Meger said
warily.
The soft voice laughed
mischievously: “Hee Hee Hee.”
The laughter echoed from the
walls.
Meger’s woman now stood at the
door listening.
The gleeful voice said: “Oh, I
am so happy to see you. Because we are going to do a lot together. Hee Hee Hee.”
“Meger!” said his woman angrily.
“Who is that?”
“Hee Hee Hee.”
Something jumped out of the
space tube and fell on the floor, breaking. It was the new laptop.
“Hee Hee Hee! Mass times
velocity equals gravitational force. If you had commanded a smaller laptop, it
would not have hit the ground so hard. You see the consequences of greed?” said
the voice.
Meger’s woman came and held him
in fear.
“Who are you?” shouted Meger,
looking around. ”Stop this nonsense now!”
A song started to play loudly!
It was the music of the final
battle in the video game Mega Man Zero 4.
The windows started breaking.
“Time for revelation!” said the
feminine voice.
“3.”
“2.”
“1.”
“BLAST OFF!”
Then:
“My name is ELLY. I am your new
boss. Congratulations.”
(Continue to The Mad Computer - Part 5.)
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