All Chapters of Saving Daylight: Beyond Human: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I regained consciousness and jolted upwards changing to a sitting position with my legs stretched forward on the floor and my hands palms flat on the floor behind my back and supporting my weight With lowered head which made my chin to press against my chest I started to hyperventilate as my sight was once again hazy."What... was... that?!" my voice had lost a considerable amount of quality*spin*Still in the same position and hyperventilating I turned my head to the left and looked at my matrix and everything I saw was spinning around  accompanied with a ringing noise Lodged in the deepest part my ears making me to go dizzy and seasick. I did the same thing looking at my set up by my right and got the same experience*gruggle*From the bottom of my stomach I could feel it rising up to my chest then to my throat, I could feel the vomit coming "Hmm

On the map the restricted zones due to being under quarantine where highlighted red while the accessible areas where of normal colouring and even though there were less restricted zones compared to what I had known the fact that they were different from what I remembered was a discomforting sightApart from the restricted zones in red and the accessible zones in normal satellite view colours on the map there were also a third segmentation in black or rather a darker and almost shadowy colour on the map which was labeled Decimated/Renewal zones."What the— What does this mean?" I had my forehead scrunched up as I peered into my screenI pinched the screen to zoom out and get a better view as I was previously looking at a fraction of all the states in the United States and mostly at the states around HavenHowever there was the same thing happening all around the US."What the?" I held my head in conf

During the time of removing my Dot Log Chip sixteen years ago I wasn't as weary of the GHA as I am now and infact they really helped me a lot while growing up with the scholarship and the rest... The reason was because for some weird reason the chip just stopped documenting my actions.Mine was different from how the chips would stop recording when certain situations arise that changes the brain chemistry of the bearer and lacking in some fundamental operations the chip would stop recording. Mine just didn't pick up my brain information to make a recordReason being that my mind suddenly went through like a growth spurt and because of that became too complex for what my Dot Log Chip could handleI would always get called in to check what was wrong which always comes with multitude of tests and after getting tired of the whole process I just decided to make a fake ME that the Log chip could record from and since I didn't need the chi

*Spin*The Holo image was still spinning under Monday's hand and even after he went on the take his hand closer to his body and pushed it and the generated image towards Boyo which left his hand then stopped spinning and flew face flat until on getting close to Boyo it expanded and opened up like a display screen with some keypads on the structure"Woah!" Boyo exclaimed pushing his body backwards a bit as the transparent but green framed edge and font image magnified directly in front of his face "What is this?" This was Boyo's first time see time seeing a Typograph Holo Image of my making meant for the GHA's and of course my use which also meant that it hadn't been made for public usage yet and there were two of them floating around in front of him by his two sides"How is this possible?" He wondered with wide and fluttering eyes"Since you both are so close I thought t

I halted "Oh Mrs Florence, good evening... How are you" I spoke and she smiled*Slap*She slapped me on the shoulder playfully "How many times am I going to tell you Sammy, stop calling me 'Mrs' I haven't been that since my husband died two years ago, may his perfect soul rest with the good Lord" she did an air cross on her body with her index and middle fingers pressed together moving from her forehead to her chest then to her left shoulder and finally ending the cross shape on her right Shoulder.*MTCH*After she finished the air cross she was doing she ended with a kiss on her folded hand and her eyes being closed as part of the ritual.Two years ago last month; 5th May 2057, Mrs Florence got a knock on her door by one of the Department of Social Health workers which is a sub division of the GHA. They came to inform her that her husband was in a district which had just been