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Computer Babble

NOTE: My computer was being funky, and my friend was trying to help me fix it. But he was in Missouri and I was in Indiana. I got a bit frustrated about it...

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I removed the casing, and it was horrible...

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"Doctor, Doctor! There’s data spewing everywhere. What shall I do?" She screamed.

"Calm down. Dammit, woman. Get some sense in your head! This is an emergency!" The doctor was willing to slap the hysterical nurse, but his hands were already reaching deep into the casing, trying to find the hemorrhaging wires. "Hand me that zip drive. I've got to try to siphon off this data before I can go any further." The nurse, calmer but still wild eyed and dripping zeros where she walked, handed the Doctor the drive and stepped back. She might be new to the operating room and she might not be able to stand the site of exposed chips and wires, but even she could see that this was one that the famous Doctor Solomon was not going to save.

The nurse mopped the Doctor's forehead as he pushed past the twisty-ties of previous hacks but she was not surprised when the monitor stopped blinking. The Doctor tried. Oh yes, he continued for an hour, but the cursor was gone. The nurse left the room to prepare the final certificate for the Doctor's signature. This much she could handle. She was better equipped for an office environment she decided. She seemed to excel there. The Doctor stood over his latest case, and sighed. The Doctor often wondered what happened when they slipped into the great ether. When he thought of it, he liked to think of his great-grandfather and his stories about the spider god ananasi, and how they believed that everyone was connected together in a giant web. He knew it was so much folklore and legend. A way for people to feel better about life and death. But it was a memory he carried always, a Dimm one, but comforting at times like this.

The Doctor covered the remains, and recorded the time of death in his book. He then left the operating room to join his new nurse, sign the certificate, and notify the next of kin. "That nurse. She MAY work out, but she seems a bit more sheep than RAM. I may have to find someone else if she doesn't toughen up. Life out here..." He paused, searched his pockets, found his Enter key, and continued to his office. "Life out here is tough if you aren't an adapter."

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