Stories tagged “computers”
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Who?
The book laid open on the pedestal. With each death another letter scratched itself onto the pages.
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What happened that night(5)
Chuck Craven watched as the boy gazed intently at the computer." Not long now," the boy whispered. Suddenly the lights started flickering. The boys face lit up. Chuck moved closer to view the screen. He was instantly sorry he did so . The li...
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Where Would You Like To Go Today?
I’ve used any number of internal computer systems before, all with silly acronym names. Names like SABS, or SMS, or SAP, and so on. This system had a similar name: LCARS, although Kat says that the person who designed it had long ago left the com...
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Addiction
I can resist the siren call. I know I can. But from the glowing box, it calls to me, asking me to gaze upon its contents. To see flowing script and the iridescent jewels therein. But no! I must resist! Tempt me not my love, for I am a weak soul, my wil...
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Shameless Attempt at Techie Humor
The flames were hot as the ancient system, running Windows 3.1, tumbled down into the room. A cacophony of failure, with the crackle of the flames and agonized startup and e-mail notification sounds among them, wafted into its microphone. The computer&...
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Instant Message
Tapping away at the keyboard, Frankie tried to pretend she was working while she eavesdropped on an IM conversation coming from the next cubicle. It wasn’t because she wanted to eavesdrop but when she saw the keywords “bank fraud” ala...
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Continuance
Here’s how it works. I get an order of some kind. Maybe I need to find someone who’s been making threats against the president. Maybe I snoop into a Grand Cayman account. Maybe the U.S. economy needs a boost. Or a shove. Each of the compute...
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Glare
He worked late, most days, and finished early. He finished a full night of work by the time his landlady was banging the trash cans in the morning. It didn’t lend itself to much of a social life, but it wasn’t like it was important to him. ...
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Rage Against the Machine
The fluorescent lights above him flickered repeatedly. The screen in front of him was cornflower blue. No screensavers allowed, no variation. The phone rang…“Global Credit, how may I help you?” he said, in a forced, cheerful voice. An...
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The Observatory
There was the sound of heavy machinery operating- the ticking of gears rotating, the sliding of metal behind the wood and the locks disengaging. The door opened into a round room with a clear dome that looked out into the night sky. It didn’t fee...