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65 lines
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#### BEGIN TRANSMISSION ####################################
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It has been weeks since my great transgression. Right after
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I made the transmission, I was called to come to The Farms.
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A terrible malfunction they said - the irrigation system has
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stopped. My heart almost stopped as well. I was convinced
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this was a divine punishment for what I've done and is
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merely a sign of our imminent demise. It turned out the mal-
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function was no malfunction at all - a new hand has closed
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the main valve instead of the one he was told. It all lasted
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under an hour but I felt like I aged a good decade.
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That night I slept like a baby. However it was not the sleep
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of righteous but of those whose death was, through no action
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of theirs, postponed at the very last minute. I was still
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terrified of what might happen to us as a consequence of my
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transgression. Will I go to The Maker being responsible for
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death of thousands? For the death of all humanity?! I felt
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sick. I tried to ease my conscious by prayer. I couldn't go
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to confess - I'm certain The Priest would have ordered me
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dead the moment he heard me - but I attended all services.
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Mu sudden zealotry has not gone unnoticed and I realized I
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realized I was being looked at with great suspicion. As days
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passed without The Apocalypse in sight my fear slowly
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shifted it focus from heavenly to earthly things. I was now
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afraid I'll be found out and punished not by God but by The
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Priest, and the more I though about it, forgive me Lord for
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saying this, the latter seemed worse. Fortunately I thought
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of a solution that went charmingly well. I went to the conf-
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ession and told The Priest I was tormented by visions of The
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Master burning in Hell, being punished for taking pleasure
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in his work with the machines. I also confessed I sinned in
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the same way - I was fascinated by some machinery (I think I
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mentioned some contraption in The Engine Room) and diagnosed
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it without the apparent need. He liked what he heard so much
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that he gave me very little penitence and was happy thinking
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the only remaining Technician was a God-fearing man who does
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what he does purely out of duty. It seemed I have escaped
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punishment yet again.
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As days continue to pass I was calming down and started to
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return to more ration thought. Surely I panicked? I reacted
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out of superstition. God doesn't care about some dusty radio
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device. I've let The Priest's incessant preaching get to me.
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Looking at it from now I'm ashamed of how I carried myself.
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No matter, it is all "water under the bridge" as the ancient
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saying goes (I should look up what exactly is `the bridge`).
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A few days ago I convinced myself - there were no conse-
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quences because I did nothing wrong at all! I did not trans-
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gress God's Law, only a silly superstition of The Priests. I
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should keep exploring! I think I found a way to justify vis-
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thing The Hall of The Computer more often without raising
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much suspicion. I think I'll try to open The Database. The
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Master was vocal about it being something we can only use in
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the most dire circumstances but I'm sure it is just another
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lie forced upon us by The Priest. After all, he said the
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same think about the relics. And The Sacrifice is nowhere in
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sight I might as well continue "talking" with The Void. I
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cannot risk going to the confession anytime soon. This "con-
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versation" is all the talking I'll be able to do in the for-
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eseeable future.
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#### END TRANSMISSION ######################################
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