They shut down the Black Farm, or at least that's what they say. I have my doubts, but there we go. Hardly any warning, and I'm not sure why. They've broken up most of the old teams, relocated them to god knows where.
I'll lay odds that some of them won't make the transition. I can see more Campbell's on the horizon. Once you've gone as deep as we have, reality isn't quite the same. You leave a piece of yourself behind, and something else comes back with you instead.
I don't know what's next for me – my clearance still stands, so who knows. I hear rumours they need an old hand to train the new decontamination teams, so there's that I suppose. I know Adams has been shipped to the place where they're keeping the INDEX of all the soon-to-be-banned emotion and experience. Apparently he'll be directly under Warburg – and I don't envy him that, but at least he'll be working with people who understand some of the material.
The truth is, I'm lucky. I could do anything. I don't have to worry about going nuts, because the truth is, I never stuck to the safety protocols they put in after the second spate of suicides. Just didn't see the point.
That's not to say I didn't give a [EXPLETIVE DELETED], I did. I'm a big fan of minimising risk as much as possible, but the whole notion of 'safety' where this stuff is concerned, always seemed totally ludicrous to me.
It's not safe. Being human is not safe, and never was. No matter how much we wish it to be so, there's a component to life that means we can't control anything at all. The difference between being inside the rig and out of it isn't that big - everything is always shifting and moving. Once you accept that, everything is fine.
Whatever happens, I know I can make the correct choice for what needs doing, and surf the chaos. I don't really need the implant that they're going to put in me next month – I know what Virulent Novelty really is, and it's not the boiled down version I gave the politicos.
I've looked it in the eye, and I'm not afraid of what it means, but the implant is mandatory if I want to keep my clearance now. Besides, every man woman and child will have one in a few months anyway.
So I'll fall in line, maybe teach some newbies a thing or two, because after the riots, there's still something yet to come – in me, and, I think, everyone else. I don't know where Observation Guy went – maybe I'll talk to Adams, see what he can find.
It's funny really, how this all began with kids. Makes you wonder how long OG was at the Farm. I wonder if Warburg knows what she's creating? I
mean, I never saw her anywhere near a rig in all my time there, but the whole thing was her baby.
Hah. Somehow I can't see the good Doctor as a mother figure – not unless, it's one that eats its own young. In the meantime, I suppose I'll take some time to put my affairs in order. You never know what might happen.