"Perfectly safe!"
"You’ll wonder how you ever lived without
it!"
"Be on the cutting edge of technology in
your neighborhood!"
The ads did their best to pacify the
public. Machines had invaded every aspect of human life in
the last century, and now they were invading humans themselves.
It was the definition of insanity to Caz.
At work a memo with the header "General
Order 21" printed in bold letters arrived in Caz’s mailbox.
All workers in the factory now were required to get "artificial
enhancements." Caz couldn’t believe his eyes. Submit
or starve, he had no choice.
As the orderlies strapped him down, the
company doctors explained to Caz that they would be removing his
right arm and part of his skull to install the required hardware
and support cabling.
The doctors lined the cutting laser up
and told him not to worry; it was "perfectly safe".
Caz screamed.
