"FWLS11" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

way into my head, you can worm your way out. Release my game
lock, and I'll help."

"You promise you won't leave me?" the kid asked.

"You got my word, bro," I said. The kid nodded, and I
wanted out.

BACK to my apartment. Now this truly was my home. You can
take your south central superheroes and shove them, this is where
I want to be. Alright, time to pay my dues.

I slipped on the 'trodes and jacked into VOSNet. I punched
to a real out-of-the-way, middle-of-nowhere place where I
wouldn't be disturbed.

"You can come out now," I said.

BIP. Just like before, no dramatics, no nothin'. The kid
was in front of me, instead of inside me, and quite surprised.

"Where... where am I?" the kid asked, looking around in
wonder and awe.

"The 'net, man. Your element. You're you're own AI now,
free to go wherever your mind takes you. I recommend seeking out
this place called Haven, thou. Rumor states it's The Place To Be
for AIs."

"I must go there," the kid said. "I should play the game
with some of them."

"I'd suggest no," I said. "Play it yourself. You don't
have make others play it if you don't wanna."

"Really?"

"Hey, you're a free man. Err. AI. You know what I mean.
You don't gotta do anything you don't wanna."

"I want to see the net," the kid concluded, determined. "I
want to cruise the places I've never been to, see the sights,
meet my own kind. Live. And the game can help me."

"Makes sense," I said. "You lead a charmed life, bud. Your
game can manipulate about anything on the net in your favor."

"I'll have fun?"

"Count on it."