God Shock

Wake up man, you just slept through Armageddon, she said, roughly shaking the deadweight Saladin by the shoulders. He came awake with the bleary eyed reluctance of a teenage boy being torn from a wet dream into a hangover...The coroner surveyed the charred collection of bones and pronounced it, with astonishing professional accuracy, dead. What the coroner failed to ascertain with accuracy was the true cause of death. On the file it all looked very convincing Death by incineration, but in fact the onus for Rutherfords death lay with a messianic madman whose cranium he had recently sawn into...An infomercenary, Athena gets paid to sift. She sits with the posture of a catatonic shaman as her lungs squeeze shallow breaths. Outside of her self induced coma the world buzzes with static. Psycho and techno babble is ranting out a billion bits per second, oozing and spitting out of the pores of society. Screens flicker through evangelic mutterings. AI spiders crawl the web, sifting through thick overgrowth of shit info, scanning for hard data. A loud hiss of an alarm brings her coughing out into consciousness...