The Poisoned Crown (SyndiSparklez)

5: The Wires Got the Best of Him

Chapter 5: The Wires Got the Best of Him

~12:00 am~

OB 0437 {Launching r.exe...}
{loading...}
{loading...}
{loaded.}
{running r.exe}
{now recording...}
{recording stopped. visibility must be set to "on" to start recording, do you wish to set it to "on"}
{toggle/"on"}
{recording 00:00:00}
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Tom rolled over in his sleep, his brows twitching as he sensed something off in the atmosphere. It wasn't enough however to wake him, as dream stage was much heavier. The Bot noted his dream must have been engaging and zoomed in on his face to watch the facial muscles twitch into various expressions.

{00:00:56}
{moving 37 units north, 4 units upward, angle 30 degrees}
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{02:14:07}
{note 4/ "nothing interesting noted"}
{02:14:09}

Tom suddenly shot awake, seizing the covers. He breathed heavily, wiping sweat from his face and his hands onto the duvet. His eyes weren't yet clear, just staring at the wall ahead. The disturbing nightmare was over.

{02:15:34}
{toggle visibility to "off"?}
{02:15:35}
{02:15:36}
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{02:15:39}
{"no"}
{note 5/"subject awakes from slumber, perhaps from nightmare"}

Tom's eyes, for a moment, glowed a faint yellow and his eyes snapped straight to the bot before clearing. Upon seeing the floating goggles Tom yelped and grabbed his pillow and threw it at the floating menace.

{02:17:56}
{toggle visibility/ "off"}
{ERROR}
{308 Program Not Available}
{note 6/"subject had unconscious magic flare and has fried the OB's programs. unable to toggle visibility off. must abort through other measures010000100100111101010100001000000101010101001110010001000100010101010010001000000100000101010100010101000100000101000011010010110010111101000100010000010100110101000001010001110100010100100000010100110101010101010011010101000100000101001001010011100100010101000100001110100100110101001111010001000100010101010010010000010101010001000101}
{launch function}
{loading....}
{loading...}
{loading...}

"What the hell?!" Tom screamed. He summoned fire to his hands, but the bracelets stopped it. Tom, seeing the bot flying around wildly, determined it as threat and erupted into a panic. He again tried to summon fire to his hands. This time a little spark formed.

The bot tried to fly at the window and door. Both were closed. The bot glitched for a moment before circling again. Tom focused on the bot, his eyes narrowing and he summoned forth a blazing fire in his mind. It wasn't quite as strong and vicious as he wanted, but the bot caught on fire all the same.

"Were they spying on me!" Tom asked the air. His mind went to the case court and the guards. "Were you spying on me?" Tom asked the bot.

{toggle self-destruct}
{ERROR}
{308 Program Not Available#
{note 7/ well. sorry in advance mister helgrind}
{/erase all memory}
{memory erased}
{toggle "inactive"}
{shutting down}

Tom stared as the bot fell to the floor. He drew back the flames and grabbed the goggles, turning them around in his hands. He had been spied on! This town was bloody nuts. Even though Jordan had pissed him off, his room was the closest.

He strode out of his room, clutching the goggles tightly in one hand as if he was afraid they would fly away. He pounded on Jordan's door. Tom was expecting some justice. His human rights had just been violated.