Dark Voices
18 Mar 2024Milo Beaublanc
I feel like I've lost myself. I've been undercover for so long I'm not even sure I'll be able to go back. The conditioning was meant to compartmentalise my life before but I keep getting little glimpses of what I was.
I don't know who I'm working for so no amount of torture can make me reveal the bigger picture. I simply don't know.
I have an imperative, a goal. That's all I know.
I'll know when I'm done and then I'll know where I'm supposed to go.
I'm sometimes afraid that when I go back I'll remember what I've done. What I've become.
And then I suddenly don't care, so I guess those PsyTech guys really do know what they are doing.
The good news is that I'm still alive and I've managed a major step forward.
After some gentle persuasion The Wailladyans have been pushed out of Vesper-M4 and The Hammers of Slough have temporary control of the system.
One of the small ripples that will turn into a wave.
The next step?
You'll find out, but not until there's nothing that can be gained from knowing.