Infinity Chamber Page #5

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Howard, Howard, Howard.

Howard.

Howard!

Hey, what can I get ya?

Can I get ya something?

Coffee?

Rough day?

Coffee.

Alright. Here ya go.

On the house.

Okay? Looks like you need it.

Nick.

Don't, don't tell me.

You out of here?

Alright. Good night.

William?

I don't understand.

They're not coming.

You got stood up?

Why am I still here?

Hmm, that was a conscious

decision on my part.

You know coffee sales are

all about high volume,

fast turn-over, assembly lines.

And I just want something

more comfortable, you know,

like you're at a friend's house

and nobody wants to leave.

Bobby?

You didn't charge

me for the coffee.

So the scanner didn't activate.

Yeah, that's another

one of my problems.

I, I give away free coffee and

I'm like, hey, it's coffee.

But I own a coffee

shop, so, Freddie?

Listen.

You really don't know

what's going on here?

This, all this.

This, this isn't what you,

this is ah,

this is, I don't... don't

know what this is, but...

Hmm, okay, ummm, okay.

Well, why you figure that out,

why don't you help me close,

put up some chairs?

Sure. Yeah.

Frank.

You got it.

Really!?

Huh.

What are you doing?

Could I get a coffee?

Frank, if you tamper with that

thing I could lose my license.

No, no... I just need

to see the read out.

Why?

Please. I need your help, Gabby.

Umm, okay, ah just,

ah just a, a coffee

or did you want something...

Frank:
Gabby, please!

Tr-147.

What does that mean?

It's an IDP number.

It thinks I'm someone else.

They think I'm someone else.

They think I'm someone else!

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you...

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you the read out was

someone else's IDP and that

read out is what brought them

there in the first place.

A bio-scan regulator

cannot make a mistake,

there is no room for error.

Listen, I know you may have a

hard time accepting the fact

that lithium source servers

might have a flaw, god forbid,

but I'm telling you what I saw.

That was not my ID number.

It thought I was someone else.

Once I was processed into this

system there was no going back.

It was a mistake,

the whole thing.

Yeah...

And there was a glitch,

there was a glitch in

the system that night.

At the check points,

at the train station.

I didn't think anything about

it but something went wrong.

Yeah, but...

Yeah, but what

Howard, spit it out.

You took this read out from the

scanner in the coffee shop?

Yeah.

From inside your own memory?

Yes.

Pulled from your subconscious?

What is your point?

Is it possible that you are

seeing what you want to see?

Howard, I can't control what

that thing makes me see.

I can't alter my own

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