Dnoid: Proxy

With a sound like a shattering mirror, the monolith exploded. The data shards didn't fly outward; they imploded, sucking into a singularity of null code.

He jacked back in.

He stood up, walked to the window, and pressed his forehead against the cold glass. Down below, the city was a grid of despair. Somewhere down there, a broker was using a dead man’s name to buy weapons, or drugs, or political leverage. dnoid proxy

The rain in Sector 4 didn’t wash things clean; it just made the grime slicker. It coated the neon signs in a hazy blur and drummed a relentless, rhythmic fingers-tap against the window of Elias’s fourth-floor walk-up. With a sound like a shattering mirror, the monolith exploded