Complete Atopia Chronicles

I should report this to Passport Control. I bet he’s not even supposed to be here, and even if he is, he should be deported. What possible good could be coming from him being here, dirtying up my neighborhood? He was worse than trash. At least trash you could package up and bury or burn somewhere.

“Get out of the way!” I spat at him as he sat back on his haunches.

He just looked up at me. I had expected to see a scowl and his anger reflected to fuel my own, but he simply stared at me.

“You think you’re important lady?”

People streamed past us. We seemed lost in the moment, staring at each other. Still the blank stare. Was he about to cry? Ah shit. I fumbled around in my pockets, but I had no change. Anyway, why should I help him? Nobody had ever helped me in my life. I’d always had to fend for myself, for everything.

I felt suddenly angry. In a flash my senses returned and I dismissed this human straggler. Turning away I merged back into the pedestrian flow.

“You should be more careful, life can throw you funny curveballs lady,” I heard him say while I was swept away.

“We’ll be seeing you here with us soon!” he shouted, in the distance, fading away.

I shivered. There was no way I’d let myself fall so far. He was probably lying anyway. That’s what they did. At that moment an incoming ping arrived from Kenny.

“What?” I asked, happy to move onto some new topic.

Kenny materialized walking in step beside me.

“That was close,” he commented.

“What was close?” Was he spying on me?

“That bum that almost knee capped you just now.”

“Kenny, how do you know what just happened?” My anger began brimming from its ambient low boil.

“Your pssi has an automated threat assessment, and since I’m the root user, a security alert popped up on my display,” he said defensively. “You know, there’s an automated collision avoidance system you could activate.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” I shot back. “You’re not watching me with that thing are you?”

“No, no, it’s just an alarm,” protested Kenny, his projection ducking and weaving around the foot traffic as he kept pace with me. “Like I said, as the root user, I get security alerts fed to me automatically. I just thought you may have needed some help.”

I looked at him. “So you managed to get root access to my system? I thought you said the system didn’t allow it?”

It was all the same to me. I hated dealing with that stuff. Having Kenny manage it made my life that much simpler.

“Yeah, someone from the company authorized it as part of the testing procedure. They gave us a backdoor workaround.”

“Good.”

At least something was going my way. Kenny was staring at me as I squinted into the darkness.

“What?” I urged. I could see he had something more to say.

“Well, I could set the pssi to adjust your perceptual brightness, even optimize contrast. That would make it easier for you to see things.”

I wasn’t too keen on the thing controlling my body, but this seemed reasonable.

“Sure, show me,” I replied, my anger fizzling.

Immediately, the scene around me brightened and the edges grew sharper. I knew it was dark out, but I could see everything clearly, in even sharper detail than full daylight.

“Kenny, that is actually…great,” I said after a moment. “Good work.”

He brightened up at my praise like a puppy. Before I could say anything else, Kenny started to speak again, his geek-citement bubbling out.

“Believe it or not, but we could filter out street people too,” he added. “I could also set it so that garbage and dirt is cleaned off the street, or remove graffiti. There are all kinds of reality skins you can set in this thing. We would need to initiate some of the kinesthetic features, though.”

I had turned onto 75by then, my street, and could see a few street people hanging around on the corner up ahead, begging for money. They were more or less invisible to me anyway, the great unseen as it were, but seeing them there irked me.

“Sure, Kenny, let’s try it,” I replied with mildly venomous enthusiasm at the thought of wiping out these street vermin. The instant I said it, the panhandlers up ahead melted away, and the walls of the buildings suddenly washed free of graffiti. The sidewalk beneath me began to glisten as if it was newly laid.

“How’s that?” asked Kenny.

“That is amazing,” I replied.

It actually was amazing. It was my neighborhood, just a better version. Scrubbed clean.

In the distance, I saw a robot walk by.

“Could you also set it to remove all robotics, I mean, unless they directly address me?” They still made me nervous. This gave me another idea. “And remove all couples holding hands as well.”

Perhaps this was a little too much information to share with Kenny, but he just shrugged and nodded.

“All done. So this is the new pssi system that Cognix is going to release, huh?” asked Kenny.

I was busy enjoying myself, looking around and admiring my new neighborhood, but felt some irritation creep back in. Kenny was always looking to pick under the edges.