Kyle Byrne's Journal

"THESEUS"

The Journal is loosely assembled - largely consisting of a singular notebook, with differing pages stapled to it to add room, correct mistakes, so on and so forth.

The first few pages consists of highly-detailed diagrams of a human head, with the foreword: "THE ADDITIONS I AM GIVEN."

Near the Foramen Magnum - just where the neck meets the head, there is an area circled in red, with the words "MAN-MACHINE INTERFACE? THERE'S SOMETHING HERE. IT TINGLES JUST LIKE WHEN YOU PUT A PHONE TOO CLOSE TO YOUR FOREHEAD. SOME KIND OF WIRELESS DEVICE THAT LETS ME MANIPULATE ELECTRONICS. I IMAGINE IT DONE, AND IT'S DONE."

As he does not live alone, it is hidden beneath a flap in the carpet of the corner of his closet. A small cubbyhole exists in this spot - the same area where he stores his Marijuana, to evade the ire of his parents.

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Night of The Knobbler!

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Downtime

Man, this 'Contract' shit blows chunks.

Skills Trained

Technology from 3 to 4.

Wetware Processing Power (Locus) 1 to 2.

Gift(s) Received

Man-Machine Interface.

Can't believe I signed the fucking thing, man. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to do it - but what in the hell was I thinking? That guy acted like a crack-addict, man! God, I really am a fucking idiot, haha... Wild thing.

Went to bed after my mom picked me up from Taco-Bell. I called my friend and he told me he, like, wandered off or something during what that freak was doing - putting me into like, a comic-book or whatever. I told him to cover for me while my mom was picking me up, he did. Stephen Nash, real fucking stand-up guy.

At any rate, I woke up and my neck hurt, like... Really bad. Just, really bad. I tried massaging it, and I felt like-... The front of my face get all weird. Next thing I know, my computer gets off of sleep mode and I'm pulling up my movies folder. 'In A Violent Nature' opens up. I was thinking about it at the time. Hell-I was thinking about opening the fucking folder. It was the last thing I talked to Stephen about before I disappeared into rural Scotland.

So, yeah. That's weird. Speaking of which, pirated more textbooks. 'Network Security' is the topic. I feel like it's justified to do it, all things considered.. Feels wacky. Wonder how many people forget to change their router passwords, haha.

Also, I'm going to see about getting like, a new number.. Probably going to get one when I move out. Gave my number to a Scottish cop... Christ, what was I thinking? Even over there they're useless!

...Shit, I almost forgot. I got this weird crystal doorknob thing. I'd take it to a pawnbroker, but like.. Man, I think my dealer might want this instead. Plus, like, I told these other Contractors I know a guy who can get me like, Narcotics and shit. I don't know. I might buy more pot, I might sell it for a few hundred. Probably need to save up for a gun when it's my birthday... How much do bullets cost, anyways?

NOTE TO SELF FOR BEING A STUPID FUCKUP: I ATTEMPTED TO ASK SIRI HOW MUCH BULLETS COST. I don't need to say that anymore. Fuck, I really am stupid. Going to have to figure out how to use this crap better... Wonder how easy I can surf the 'net with this sick trick, haha.