Energy-Crisis (mini-ending)

Myself, Rah, Brad and Peter along with two other CoreTEX Interns, landed on a ring that seemed to serve as a catwalk or scaffolding around what appeared to be the physical manifestation of the stream of consciousness. From a distance it looked like flowing water but if you focused on a moment in time, you could see individual streams of people’s lives. The stream seemed to originate from below us because the flow of consciousness headed upward as far as the eye could see. People working, people playing, people getting married, people sleeping but a great number of them were just sitting watching TV or their phone or computer. What were they watching? When I first started investigating the energy crisis, I thought they were watching the Internet. But no, they were watching their own memories through the eyes of a doppelganger; their consciousness is being hacked to create negative energy. I reminded the group to maintain as close to zero energy as possible. The sensors will detect a change in energy and probably send enforcements. “Only Earthlings should have access to the CoreTEX, therefore, whatever we are looking for will be external to the stream. I am guessing down…” I said as I plunged downward- literally surfing. I felt more comfortable flying next to the Cortex then I did on my jog this morning. However, it was different being outside the manifestation. When flying inside, I could feel the rush of emotions over my skin as I passed each consciousness. As if for a moment I was part of that human’s life. I had forgotten the sensation on my real skin and remembered that’s why I stayed inside the CoreTEX for so long. It was the first time I felt a part of another person’s life. I was engulfed in the moment and probably not my most alert when pulses of greenish light much like futuristic gun fire rang out from the virtual background. I had only made it a few hundred feet in my strong downward swoop when one of the pulses struck my shoulder. “No!!!” I could feel Rah scream both in my head and my heart. I could hear alarms go off as I free-fell for some time. Long enough to hear the sound from four alarm speakers crescendo then fade. I hit the bottom level landing in a shallow puddle of green-grey ooze. “Stop. Rewind. Play.” These three simple commands rewound my fall avoiding my messy splash down. I retouched down on three points and thought to the others, “I am okay.” I felt a sense of relief from the group that I was okay, but I could hear Brad think, “We have company.” “Just play with them. Keep away from them and don’t do any real damage- yet. And whatever you do- do not remove their skin. I’m onto something…”, I said. “And how does one fight an alien?” Peter asked. “Like a Monk!” Rah said, raising his hands in defense to block a green pulse shot at him from an alien whose skin was already gone. Rah’s Light energy blocked and deflected the Dark energy. They began playing keep-away with the aliens by only generating enough energy to keep them occupied without getting hurt themselves. I wiped the green ooze from my hand onto my pant leg. It was a very disturbing texture, almost intrusive. I floated above the floor cautiously rebalancing my energy with each movement along the exterior of the stream of consciousness to prevent from being detected. What I found was what looked like a giant human dendrite attached to the CoreTEX. The thin membrane reminded me of a bat wing stretched over an area of the stream with hooked ends that held on to its host like the life-sucking alien leach that it was. I followed the ends of the alien dendrite in order to determine the hack’s source. The connective tissue coming from the dendrite increased in size and changed from a soft human-like tissue very similar to brain matter to the hard bony exoskeleton of the Dark Creature we encountered in the office building. This was not a single alien but rather an alternate steam of consciousness, one created by the aliens to hack our consciousness. I found myself standing at the base of literal good and evil. One stream, the human CoreTEX, represents free-thought and the potential good in all humans the other is pure evil sent to rob us of our freedom and our energy. “I found it!” I said at last. “Hurry, I am losing energy.” I could hear the falter in Brad’s faith. “Remember the Kiss?” I said. Rah took it as a question for him and answered affectionately, yes. However, it was more like a directive and the memories of the moment alone in the janitor’s closet began to play from Rah’s perspective in the undefined background around us just like it did in The Lab. There was the moment of close breath in the dark, then the actual kiss that released new and old emotions in all of us. Sensing the increase in positive energy and love I thought aloud for all to hear, “Will you marry me, Rah?” He blasted more energy than ever allowing it to pass through his body and focusing its exit point as the center of his hand. It was so much energy it had to be released. He screamed, Yes!! The alien is angered by the blast and releases a battle shriek of its own. The group begins blasting aliens with love and positive energy, this time with intent to overpower the Dark energy, about three-fold. “Move to me,” I said and the group of four was instantly sucked into the stream of consciousness and transported to my side. They began blasting the dark alien tower while I reached into the CoreTEX and extracted a huge double bladed axe. The axe appears to be ancient with a blade crafted of a blue crystal that glows the same bluish white color as our positive energy. The axe shimmered in a beautiful blue light that begins to react to the alien structure sparking electrical explosions at anything negative. I could feel the energy in the blade increase in strength as I swung downward severing the soft connective tissue just below the alien hack. I fell to my knees both in pain and loss of energy. I had that sense again that something was going to happen. “Execute: Mother Code” I said as I fell unconscious next to the severed cortex. My hands landed as if grabbing for the end still connected to the CoreTEX. Rah looked over his shoulder. He was worried for just a millisecond. He recognized this as negative energy and corrected his equilibrium. “I love you,” he said quietly at first then aloud, then louder. He yelled positive affirmations while battling the alien tower and the additional reinforcements, “I love you, I believe in you, I have faith in you. You can do it!” The positive energy gave the group additional strength and energy to fight in addition to shrinking the Dark Creatures. When the human CoreTEX was severed from the alien leech, all of humanity cried out, it was a beautiful tone and perfectly on pitch; however it was the deepest tone of bass the human ear could possibly detect and the depth of pain, suffering and despair was felt by the whole planet. Empowered with the Mother code, human consciousness within the CoreTEX did exactly what it is designed to do and grew new dendrites. The severed end of the human CoreTEX connected to me at the center of my abdomen. The same bluish white light was seen traveling through the almost transparent tubing pulsing from my body literally feeding it Hope. Rah swooped down and retrieved the ancient glowing axe stopping only for a moment to kiss me on the forehead. The eternal connection between parental opposites in a perfect union around a child for the future; the circle had been complete and balance restored once again. All of humanity sang out in a single, beautiful note that carried so long that it became a vibration. The vibration carried the band of five through battle. I honestly do not think it stopped but it could not be heard anymore. It simply became part of humanity. Rah completed the final blow causing all of the lost memories that had been funneling into the alien cortex to manifest in the air and enter the axe. He placed the axe back into the stream of human consciousness replacing all of the stolen memories. Rah retrieved a locket from the CoreTEX and placed it around my neck. It was an unknown shinning metal forged in the shape of a heart with a three dimensional blue infinite energy inside that radiated as the ancient axe had. He kissed me this time as I held what seemed to be a newborn child. “Aww, you’re going to be a great dad,” I said.