Cory in the House: Trials of the Earth (Season 1)

The Internet

Cory stroked his katana, feeling the cold steel with his small, frail hands. He was within his room, sitting on his bed. Outside, rain poured down, soaking DC in a triumphant scene. The katana in Cory's hand glowed dully, making the entire room a bit brighter. There were no lights in the closet he lived in, so the sword was now his main source of light to push back the darkness.

Becoming bored, Cory decided to go talk to the president, whom he hadn't seen since he had betrayed the country. He walked down the halls toward the oval office, looking down so he wouldn't make eye contact with anyone. Eventually, after a tiring walk up a flight of stairs, he arrived at the door, and cautiously knocked.

"Enter, Cory."

Cory entered, staring at the president, "how did you know?"

"I know everything, Cory."

"I'm bored, give me something to do..."

The president took a large chug of absinthe, almost choking, and stood up, motioning Cory to follow him. They slowly made their way down the hallways to the elevator, which led them into the secret presidential lab, which had created his katana glove. They made their way to the end of the room, where a large group of scientists were gathered.

"I found you guys a test subject," the president said, pushing Cory toward them.

The scientists happily took Cory and placed him to a chair, strapping him in and securing a machine on his head. The machine was large, with lots of lights and tubes coming out of it.

"Name?" one of the scientists holding a tablet asked.

"U-uh... um... It's C-cory."

"18 or older?"

Cory nodded eagerly, but the president shook his head.

"Sex?"

Cory didn't know what that word meant, the president whispered it to the scientist, who put a question mark in the field.

"Welcome to the first test of our brand new internet experience, we have recreated the internet as a virtual world, instead of usernames and passwords you'll have one ID, this will be used everywhere. Please stay calm as we inject you with 40 different chemicals.

Cory braced himself as scientists, one by one, began giving him shots. Cory began feeling numb, and very dizzy. His head felt like it was in a dream world, everything was blurring. The last image he saw before his eyes was the president laughing at his state.

Cory woke up within a field next to a large city. He looked around at the tall grass, not knowing where he was. He reached for his katana, but he wasn't wearing it anymore. Cory stood up and started stretching, the effects of the injections wearing off. He reached into his pocket, and felt something. Pulling it out, he realised it was an ID card. He was in the internet.

Cory began wandering toward the city. As he went along, he admired the appearance of everything. It looked so natural, maybe even more natural than real life. The wind blew through the grass, causing pollen caught on the blades to fly with the wind, mystifying Cory. It appeared to be summer, different from real life, where it was spring.

As he neared the city, he realised it was a large metropolis, but no one was in it. The citywasn't abandoned, it just wasn't populated. Cory walked into the city, looking around for something to do. Billboards everywhere carried ads for pills and other scams, filling Cory with dread as he remembered the growth pills.

Cory entered a building on his right, labeled 'information.' As he entered, he saw large boards telling him about the place he was in.

"Welcome to the world wide web. This is the main metropolis of the internet, where all the most popular sites thrive. Outside of that are the smaller public sites. Far away on the north side is the private part of the internet, and the deep areas. The deep areas are guarded by specially trained guards, you won't be getting in there. Thank you for using the internet!"