Chapter 1

[Dusk]

A dark desert highway...

Que wind in hair...

...and the gnawing feeling, once again that I
had failed.

Lakke removes a small
glass pipe...

...from his shirt pocket

he lights the bowl and inhales...

PUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...

Hitchhiker holds out
his thumb..

Truck appears in the distance...

Massive.

18 wheeler like the devil

Appears closer.

Closer..

..and Ike a whirlwind

we see the blur of an image pass before

Our eyes..

"goddam asshole"

Thinks our protagonist.


[Dawn]


Our protagonist has been
walking all night...

Horizon flat in all directions.

Sun creeps higher
In the sky

a bead of sweat
Forms between my eyebrows

All there is is Sun...

...and
something in the distance...


[Midday]


Our protagonist has
Caught up to his mirage..

We can hear a large truck idling...

Passenger door is open...

Strange inscriptions. Some kind of logo?

Smell of diesel fumes..

and leather...

We climb into the cab.

"Empty"

Truck seems unused.
Like it was just delivered from the factory..

"Weird"

...wait.

Something shiny on
the floor...

Our protagonist
Examines...

...a small crystalline object
that he holds

...between his fingers.

Smells it.

Odorless.

"Huh"

We see the tiny shape
Magnified...

...a1000 times

A vast multi-dimensional
Object.

Beautiful.

Complex.

Frightening.

Lakke takes the small glass pipe out of his shirt pocked...

-clink-

the tiny rock hits the bottom of the glass..

The torch lighter
Clicks on...

We inhale a great white
Cloud..

...of smoke

then

exhale...


[fade to white]


Our protagonist has just been implanted with AI

...little known to him.


[untime]


Our protagonist exists
Between time...

...be he's distracted
Some large bird

speaking

Bird language.

Something dead in the road.

Being picked
apart..

Where... What?

Where was I?

Just now...

The Desert is vast...

Flat..

Empty in all directions..


[sun reaches it apex]


Truck still
Idling in the background...

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...

Torch lighter heats
up the glass bowl again...


[Whiteout]


Large empty white
Room...

Fades into resolution...

Everything
In the room is white...

We can make out
Contours of

Tabes..

...lab equipment

classical paintings in
gilded frames..

..all white.

As the picture settles
We sense...

...a small vile

of color..

We can't look
Away..

Something..

Enticing..

Swirling..

Growing..

like a fetus..


[exhale]


Lakke looks back at the idling
truck.

He knows
He is no longer alone.

Slowly he walks back
Towards the cab

Something's in there..

He feels it in his gut.

We walks to the back doors
Of the rig..

Dam. Locked.

But the hunger
Increases...

He climbs up to the
Drivers side window...

Same empty cab

Truck idling..

He open the door,
and swings in...


[midday]


Lakke sits in the drives seat of the cab.

His sweaty knuckles
Bare down on the wheel...

He stares a moment at the horizon.

Then glances out towards
the empty passenger seat...

...and beyond.

[name here] once more removes
the glass pipe from his shirt pocket...

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...

[full resolution white room]

[name here] walks to the table
at the center of the room.

He slides his hand over a console.

A screen appears before him.

Upload link

Our Visions blurs and pixelates

HUMMMMMMMMMMMM...

On the screEn

appears the eArth...

3 dimensional.. and beautiful...

The screEn dissolves

Our perspective is now
one of sixteen elongated

magnetic forms hovering
the planet...

The hovering objects form
a geodesic pattern

above the earth...

ZOOOLOOPZOOOOMMMMMMMM...


[midday - alternate reality]


Drivers seat. Passenger door closes.

Idling truck

CLICKKKKKKKKKGRINDDDDDDDD...

[for now we call him LAKE] shifts the truck into gear.

VRRUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMM...

A dust cloud erupts...

The truck drives off...

Our vantage point remains
constant...

We watch the truck
Disappear

Into the horizon..


[untime]


Lake floats weightless. His body hovers in space...

...defined by the contours
of this rectangular white room..

He maneuvers a SMS
joy stick and...

...another screen comes into
Focus...

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZCLICCKKKKKK...

...hands washing
over controls..

...a small red
window appears...

Defined w a circle &
Cross hairs...

AMMMPPPRRRRRRRMMMMMM...

Targets located..

Scene pulls back to reveal
Lakke floating... (Now spelled w two k's)

...at the console.

Lake waves...

...and watches

his hands waves
back and forth...

a small rabbit like
Creature hops into the

Cross hairs...

...Hey bunny, bunny...

BRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...

Silence.

Darkness.

Lakke struggles to
see his hand...

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...

He smashed the back
of his head...

on grab bar...

...coming out of
Nowhere..

"Ouch"

Lake grabs the bar
with one hand...

...to stabilize himself

with the other
he rubs the back of his head...

then fumbles through
his pants..

...pockets

VRSHROOOMMMMMMMMMM...

Torch lights up
the blackness...

Shadows of face...

...of a monstrous
angry god

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

Lakke drops the lighter...

Blackness...

CLICCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK...

Emergency lights kick in...

A dull pink light fill
the room with deep

shadows...

The console lies lifeless...

...below.

Lakke floats motionless...

his lighter

...floating besides
his head...

then...


[exterior - deep space]


The container floats in space..

Pull back..

We see the eArth..

Slowly we realize our orbit decays...

VRSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

[container reaching the lower atmosphere glowing red hot, screeching across the sky some where two Mexican farmers look up from their crops. A small hand points to the sky.

SHROOOOOPOOOOOOOMMMM...

[the firery streak flashes through the sky seen from the ground view witnessed by a small rabbit and a cactus..]

[arial view impact sight. Some vague contours of a road can be made out. A deep trench leads to a medium sized smoldering crater. Out of which protrudes the container wreckage... Lakke has been thrown aside... he sits on the ground covered in black soot and smoldering...]

He sits there.

Stunned.

On instinct he checks
The glass pipe in his
Front shirt pocket...

Intact...
...but spent

He sits a while longer...

... surveying his surroundings...

vastly empty horizon...

LakKe listens closely

...a faint sound in the distance..

...something idling...

[midday - change of perspective ground eye view on our left is the idling truck. Slowly Lakke walking towards us comes into view...]

Lakke climbs into the cab
from the passengers side...

he fumbles in the back
Seat looking...

...for something..

"Gotcha"

Lakke wraps his fist around a crow bar...

...he jumps out of the cab

...and walks to the back of the truck.

VRSHROOOOOOOOOOOMMMM...

[He pries open the lock, lifting the back door of the rig which is jam packed with white boxes in a light blue trim which rounds at the corners.. Indecipherable writing and an occult like symbol matching the one on the side of the truck]

Lakke climbs up..

[Reaching as high as he can pulls a Box from the top right side of the container]

SMASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

Lakke looses his grip...

[the box falls and breaks open, several hundred-thousand clear crystal chips identical to the first one he found spill out and cover the ground next to his feet where he is standing]

"Interesting"