the computers of men

It was another day for a man who never felt right on the planet. Jack Nelson was one of the few who felt something, something different. Jack got up and got ready for work. as required by the government everyone must work at an assigned zone. Jack was assigned to engineering war jets and propulsion systems such systems that have carried man out beyond the stars and universe. Yes it was true Jack was an Alien of some sorts. He was from the planet named Alison's Gap, a small planet about the size of Mars. it was located out in the Beta Hydra system about 50 trillion light years from the home-world. no one knew of its name some say it was called Dirt, others believe it was called Sol, but the most popular was Earth. Such a brave a noble name for a planet that according to legend was destroyed by a weapon that was banned 1500 years ago. The dark flux bomb. a legend almost as old as the stars states that "Earth" was in the midst of a thermonuclear war. Everyone had left the planet due to the war except the warriors themselves. The war was almost over until a radical group tried to destroy the earth to end what they called the Armageddon. Instead of stopping it they ended up sucking earth and everything in it into the infinite of nothingness using a dark flux bomb that transfered earth to a place known as the void where no lief can exist. All of this was just methodical crap to jack any way. He was in the present, or so he thought he was. As jack headed for the field flux generator that would televip him to work everything went black and white. jack panicked as the world melted around him everything becoming less and less visible. Jack looked around at the wasted area he was in. The walls were gone, replaced by pillars. the Sky was blood red and to make it weirder there was an eerie green glow from the west of him. Suddenly a loud screeching sound shot across his ears, a sound so loud that not even his implanted noise dampeners could cancel it out. A figure flew up in the distance. it was almost human from the looks but it had bat like wings and hooves for feet. This had to be what the legend of Earth called a vampire, or so it seemed. It came right up to Jack and landed. "no. no! dont hurt me!" screamed jack. "Oh no i would not hurt a fellow human." said the creature. It suddenly changed form to a woman and then to a man. "I am here to tell you that you must escape this world now before they capture you." said the now 35 year old looking man with silver hair. "W-what? why?" asked Jack. "there is no time to explain how man has actually gotten himself into a time lapse but i can tell you that the legend of earth was a lie. you must free yourself from you constraints. You are bound, Unbind yourself or man will die." said the man. "Look i am not bound i can move freely. look at me, i can move." Said jack. "So as it may be the fool only looks for physical appearance. search deeper. when this body ends you will know the truth." said the man and suddenly the world returned to normal and the man was gone. Jack was about to continue his day when he was shot from behind. He never really figured out who did it. Perhaps that strange man or perhaps the government for not being on time to work. It all made sense when he woke up. the zeros and ones started to melt around him and suddenly the world moved away from him. He was dead. but only in his past life. You see man was still on earth, but man had become so reliant on technology that we became part of it. We incorporated ourselves into a world we created so we could all be together on a big universe all written in binary coding. That man the Jack encountered was later discovered as a virus, trying to tell people the truth about the world and get them to live life in reality. Man had all but locked themselves in their cells that they grew in while they played their game of virtual reality. the outside was a bitter cruel place. Streets that were deserted for hundreds of years, houses run down my age and insects. Jack never would feel the same again. and soon he died of post traumatic stress. Man was never meant to handle such a rapid change, so man locked himself in a world where pain was only string of zeros and ones and love was a compilation of random numeric lettering. and to this day no one knows we could be in that world.