Electric Gardens (Electric World Book 1) by M. Black

Author:M. Black [Black, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creativia
Published: 2018-03-21T22:00:00+00:00

Gardens

THE TINS HAD THE electricity back on that evening, sometime while I slept. The room got stuffy, even hot. I didn't sleep well, and then I heard the vents blow again, relieving me of my suffocation. Things used to get that hot before the Round-Ups, after the flooding and fires, when no one had air anymore.

In the morning, I rise and greet Shayne05 at the glass wall. Her smile tells me she's glad I didn't 'oversleep.' She has no idea what we went through last night, in Building C. The Slider explosion, cafeteria fire, the electricity going out, Dominick567's attack on me, and his Meshing. I can't wait until our lunch break at the Re-Learning Center so I can tell her everything.

The caf is weirder than I could have anticipated. The Slider is still being repaired, and so the Tins have assigned Meshes to serve the trays to us. I see Kyle53 across the caf, and nod to him, my body still aching, more so today.

He ambles to me, knowing I'm still sore, and we take a closer table to my hallway than usual. “What's going on?” His eyes flit around the caf, falling over the Meshes filling up the aisles with trays in hand, like the flood of soldiers that swept through neighborhoods when the diseases started spreading, and Quarantine was announced. Mom and Dad hid us. They should have listened then. Maybe Delsin would still be alive.

“Oh, my God, look.” I point ahead at a Mesh coming our way in the cafeteria, gently lowering a tray with a banana, nut waffle, and cup of applesauce. “It's that pimply kid.”

Kyle53 stares, his mouth falling open, then he lifts his forefinger to the back wall. “And there's Dom.”

I've never seen Dominick567 look so still and straight; so vacuous and uninterested in me. There was always scheming going on behind his eyes; not anymore. I kind of feel bad for him. I shouldn't; he's a psycho. Still.

When Dominick567 picks up a breakfast tray and heads down my aisle to place the food trays down at the table for me and Kyle53, I can't help but watch his every move. It's almost mesmerizing; so robotic—with every motion calculated. There isn't a movement he makes now that isn't controlled by the Mesh in his head, by the Tins.

The tray goes down in front of me; my eyes stay on his chin—the one with the dimple at the center—and then I catch a glimmer in his eyes. He's in there somewhere, fighting to get out, probably seething inside because he has to serve me. I follow his face when he leans away from the table again to return to the back wall—a grit of teeth.

I watch him walk away, arms swaying at his side, not his usual careless flail. All Meshes seem to be in sync, and make it to the back wall one after the other in perfect order. Tins are nothing, if not timely and organized. Breakfast is served, and then the Tins disappear behind the exit door, leaving the Meshes to guard us.

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