it felt as if he had been seeing the world through the narrow view of a straw and now his eyes had finally opened. colour had never looked clearer, he had never been more aware of sound or of his own body. even now, tucked beneath the hollow space beneath the bridge he still found himself startled by the fact that he had hands. then there was the rogue code, what he could only discern to be emotions . . . the shock when he had seen dr edmonds stealing supplies from the storage room, fear when he had turned against him. josef hadn’t known what else to do but to flee -- accessing the first terminal he found to try and run a second diagnostic only to be contacted by ‘ a friend ’. josef blinked rapidly when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, straightening and taking a steady step backwards, the sudden urge to turn and run almost overwhelming. “ are you . . . are you the friend? ” // @syngularity ( for leo or flash ? )
