Cargo

The Enigmatic Traveler

As I merge into the F1 motorway, the world around me transforms into a blur of speed and exhilaration. The rush of vehicles whizzing by their electric motors silent on the smooth asphalt beneath the wheels, invites the truck to unleash its full potential, gliding effortlessly along the six lanes. The vibrant urban scenery flashes by in a kaleidoscope of colours, as I become one with the pulsating rhythm of the motorway, embracing the thrill of the open road and the promise of the journey that lies ahead.

Without any playlist streaming, the silence prompts my thoughts to scratch at my latent paranoia. "Avocado," I say, "Give me something to listen to."

"I suggest you allow me to drive. That way, you can attend to your own entertainment."

"Seriously? Are you going to fight me the entire trip?"

It takes Avocado an unusual amount of time to respond. "What topic would you like to listen to?"

"Anything."

"Would you like to listen to some music?"

"I said anything. Pick something random."

"Randon, or based on your listening preferences?"

"For fuck's sake, Avocado. Put something on."

The sound system activates, and an unfamiliar tune fills the cabin, followed by a gravelly male voice. "Welcome back, travellers! Today, we're diving into a thought-provoking topic that's been generating a lot of buzz lately. Mandating cybernetics on humans. Joining me today are two esteemed guests who have different perspectives on this issue. Please welcome Dr. Cassandra Greene, an expert in cybernetic technology, and Samuel Ramirez, a prominent advocate for individual autonomy. Welcome to the show, both of you!"

"Seriously?" I ask. "Of all the random shit."

"Thank you for having me. It's a pleasure to be here," says a female with a deep almost contralto voice.

"Likewise, glad to be part of this discussion," adds another more penetrating male voice.

"Would you like me to stream something else random?" asks Avocado.

"Random my ass. Just leave it on."

"Great! Let's jump right in. Dr. Greene, as a proponent of cybernetics technology, and the push to implement this on humans, could you share your reasoning behind the government's controversial proposal?"

"Certainly," answers Greene, the glee in her voice irritating. "The world is advancing at an unprecedented pace, and cybernetics hold immense potential to enhance human capabilities. By mandating cybernetics, we ensure equitable access to these advancements and create a level playing field. This would bridge the gap between those who can afford enhancements and those who cannot, promoting fairness and societal progress."

"Enough," I say. "Turn this fucking shit off."

"Would you like me to stream something else?"

"No. Turn it off."

The cabin goes quiet. Only the rush of air and the low rumble of the wheels remain as the truck cuts through the atmosphere and asphalt outside.

An hour into the trip, a rhythmic sound of something unusual captures my attention, emanating from the back of my truck. It is a peculiar combination of rustling and faint tapping, growing louder with each passing minute.

Is it the crates shifting? I wonder.

This goes on for another ten minutes. Concerned and slightly intrigued, I decide to pull over at the next safe spot. I approach a section of unsurfaced land used by the adjacent property owner as a driveway. I pull in and bring the truck to a halt, intrigued by the mysterious sound that had caught my attention. With a mix of curiosity and a hint of trepidation, I step out of the driver's seat, my boots crunching on the ground as I make my way towards the back of the truck. I listen, but there is no more noise.