Ciber-reality

25 marzo 2007

Ciber-reality

Nolar was walking, just wandering around, when he arrived to an extrange building. A white tower which tried to scratch the sky with his sharped top, like a huge fang. Ivory Tower. While he was deciding wether or not open its door a young woman approached him.

- Micha! Supper's ready!

-Coming!

Michael hated his mother calling him like that. He was on his computer playing a game, whereas he was supposed to be studing. He is closing the programs and finishing the conversations he was having. That will take him five or ten minutes and he knew his mather would call him again and again.

-Micha! It's going to be cold! This tastes worse if cold!

-Alright mum!

The young woman stare at him, as she was waiting for a reply. She turned back and went away, thinking that this guy was so unkind or he did not understand. Then Nolar stopped staring at the top of the tower. He decided to come back as soon as posible.

Michael, while having dinner, was thinking about what to do later in the night. He feels tonight is his night. He think he will go to a club in the town where he would like to go. Maybe he will found someone who really loves him.

Nolar came back to the tower. He decided it was time to get in. He passed through the heavy-wooden door. He get to the where the hall was flooded with newspaper. There was no furniture, only stairs leading to the next floor. The upper levels where completely empty except the last one. When he reached the top of the tower a magnificent chamber met his eye. There were lambswool under his feet. There was the girl who met the last time.

-Micha? What is this game you're playing?

-It's like a virtual reality chat.

-You can talk with others?

-Of course. Look. You press 'T' for talk and then type what you want to say.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-I saw you before.

-Yes, but you haven't spoke to me.

-I'm sorry. I was somewhere else.

-Do you like this place? This is my Ivory Tower. My safety Haven. Here is where I come to find inner peace.

-I like it very much.

-I'm sorry but I have to go. Maybe we will meet again, sooner or later.

-Wait! You haven't told me your name!

She suddendly dissappeared. Nolar look around, disapointed. He opened the window, and started flying, to somewhere else.

Micha was in the club. He get there and stayed by his own. He tried to talk to someone. "Where is the window command? No, wait, this is not how it works".

- Hello, young lady...

- Beat it!

-...

Micha leaved by his own, and went to the rest room, in the fifth floor. There the music was lower and there were but a few couples in the sits and a group playing pool. The window was opened, and he got there, staring at the never sleeping city, as the cold breeze touched his face. He started thinking of the Ivory Tower and the girl. He decided to go there. Surely he will be welcome. He passed a leg through the window. Flying was the shortest path.

POOF