When he reacted, the piece of paper was gone. I'm sure you'd imagined it. He continued with his usual routine without forgetting that image of G elongated.
He later arrived at his underground office, built and surrounded by a Milan Wall and liquid diamond, and illuminated only with LED light. These buildings had long been built because people had lost the ability to communicate verbally and had contracted a virus that made them allergic to any contact with humans. When he arrived he felt at ease, he had left all the work scheduled the day before, so he would have time to put the wires in his veins and fill up a little bit of memory. With the discovery of the morning he had been dismayed and a little lost. He went online and to his surprise, the watch told him that he was two hours away from regaining all his power. How much had he used the memory?
About half an hour. he felt his capacity was back to 100%, so he went offline. He looked through all the files he had in his memory and began to check where he remembered that image, that note. He felt that there were many documents to review, but slowly he passed each of them by sliding his finger through the air and looking at each of the holograms in detail. He was almost out of power, but he found out his name was different. The red light blinked: she was also a singer. He began to make a noise from the inside: he was from a country called Italy. His veins were already sprouting in a dark blue: that note was his mark.
At 4:50, Janequin arrived: "Good afternoon, Luciem. His heart rate has slowed, his memory capacity has been exceeded. Select 1 for performance statistics. Select 2 for parameters related to the circulatory system...l