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Cyber

I sat alone on the defaced park bench as I squinted my eyes in the dark at my watch to try to tell the time. 3:00 AM. I shivered in my damp trench coat, the wind chilling me to the bone. "You got the stuff?" I looked up expecting to see one of my regulars, but this one will do just fine. "Only the best," I said as I retrieved the flash drive from my pocket. "One terrabyte right here, ready for plug-in." 

Suddenly the skin started coming off of the junkie's face, revealing a scuffed-up metal synth interior. "Ashkenazic Häcker, you are under arrest for the production and sale of flash-drive stimulants. Get down on the bench on your hands and-" I pulled out my .44 pistol and shot it through the face, sparks flying. "Maybe next time." I vaulted the bench and bolted for the park's gate, but it had already been blocked off by more synth cops. 

I watched in slow motion as a bullet spiraled towards my forehead, and I only dodged by a quarter of an inch. "Suspect is using perception mods! Repeat Suspect is using-"A bullet between the eyes and it was dead. "Crap crap crap crap crap..." I started running for the other exit as I sifted for just the right flashdrive. "There it is!" Popping off the lid to the one labelled with a biohazard symbol, I shoved it into my neck's  USB port and a light flashed my eyes as electricity flowed through my body, sending sparks from my fingertips. "Nice."

"Freeze!" I looked across some bushes and another one was pointing a rifle at my face, its laser aim-assist directed towards the center of my chest. Once again  time moved in slow motion and I went down on the ground as a flurry of bullets whizzed by from above me. "Holy crap!" I somersaulted over the bushes and grabbed its neck in one quick motion snapping off its head, then snatching its gun for myself. 

Running towards a tree, I climbed up its trunk and hid on top of one of the branches, waiting a few seconds before climbing to the next, killing the searching synths until I found a tree branch high enough above the park fence that I could get out. 

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