scifi

… “You’d think with a computer of Hal’s magnitude, with the sum of all human knowledge at my fingertips available through him, hundreds of thousands of terabytes of virtual reality simulations to amuse me, and traveling farther in space than any resident of Earth has ever done, I wouldn’t get bored, but sometimes I still do. And I’m starting to get sick of synthesized food.” …

… This time his consciousness clicked on like a light; as it always did when the sun went down. He opened his eyes with a start to subdued lighting. He smelled blood … the dark maroon fluid that was dripping into his right arm from some type of IV pole standing next to him that took the edge off his thirst. …