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Cool Darkness
by Matthew Carpenter



Chapter 2 : Welcome to the Jungle

"Enter Password" spit the computer controlled lock of a small
warehouse on the other side of town; the dirty side of town. Trash lay all
around the alleyway and the light blowing smog that seems to inhabit
the entire city rolled by, bring papers and dust with it. Slash entered the
neural code embedded into Nestroth's security ROM chip, implanted into
her skull, and took her security card back as the graffitied, grayish
metal alley door unlocked. She walking in just as smoothly as she had
done entering Dave's apartment, with Nemesis behind her shutting the
door with the echoing thud of a vault.

The semi-lit corridor weaved to the right a little bit. The corridor
was surrounded by old wooden crates piled on metal warehouse frames
slightly beginning to rust from the humidity of the city air. A metal
catwalk lingered just above Nemesis' head as they walked into the open
meeting room of Nestroth. This was one of there meeting places. One
that was used after the fact. The whole warehouse was only 50 by 50 feet,
but it was perfect for their purposes: small enough to be unnoticed;
large enough to be useful. There was a bar on the opposing wall from
the entrance. A pool table, a few TV's, a bar and a stereo made up the
majority of the hall while the computer links and weapon banks were
closest to the left wall. Everything a person could want after a job, while
still maintaining some security to the place. A glance around from Slash
produced a few scanners locked on them, verifying who's who. A guard
armed appropriately watched from the right catwalk that continued
around the entire warehouse. Dressed in normal street clothes, he raised
his gloved right hand as a sign of hello to Slash. She slightly nodded
hello and continued looking around.

A few desks were scattered around the room with paperwork,
blueprints and other 'necessities' on top or laid out on built in desk
monitors. A medium sized man with an open white jacket, yellow shirt
and nice slacks looked to be jacked in at one of the desks in a lounge
chair. The only thing was there was no cable. A metal band with
blinking LEDs wrapped around the back of his head connecting his two
ports, but weren't connected to anything else. His eyes blinked and he
raised his head from his propped up arms to notice the two. A few lights
flashed on and off on his headgear and he raised his right arm to the
back of it. A few seconds later, the two sides of the device connected to
his ports popped off and he placed the gear down onto the table. A small
stretch and a wipe of the eyes and he stood up reaching for the beer in
front of him.