*Yawns* Its 04:23 here and I am still on my computer, when I was aiming to go to bed at around 23:30 last night. I figured out that I do my best works when writing prologues for my writing; so I decided to do it for one of my better “Out of hours” works. Inspiration to make it a phone conversation/message came from a dream I just had. It was about how the world is so advanced now that we are basically living in one big system. (Sort of like the Matrix but totally different and totally alike). It takes more than simple thinking to realise how much of a system we are in, it is kind of like an epiphany.
Anyway here is the prologue to S.N.I.P.E.Rs
*The sounds of a phone ringing, and then being answered by a machine, is heard.*
Who are you?
One of the most over used questions in this world. Unfortunately we cannot answer that question; not because we don’t know but because you could just be waiting to hear those words from us; what words you don't know but they do.
We could be somebody you brush by in the streets today, that old person in the retirement home, we could be the most well known celebrity or lowest criminal. The important thing is we could be anyone anywhere at any time; that is why we are hunted.
This phone line is most likely tapped like all the others but I can tell you this:
Humans have always had the base instincts that cause us to evolve and kill, it is what makes us human; however many men and countries want more.
Nowadays, scientists and many other people see life as a complex maths equation; we are an enigma in that equation that results in it becoming unbalanced. I have seen some of us who accidently push a glass off a table when our hands don’t quite meet it, to one of us altering their physical appearance with just a thought.
Right now you are asking the same question; that is good...it shows initiative so I will tell you.
I am a S.N.I.P.E.R.
We are hunted by anyone and everyone except each other. If you want to know, more you will need to meet with me.
Don’t worry, you already know where I will be.
*The line dies and the beeping sound from leaving a phone off the receiver kicks in.*
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