"The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear." -Kali Linux
I retreated to my lair for night, the world was in disarray and I couldn't bare to walk amongst the city streets tonight. Some much needed isolation was required and was at hand.
The cold dark streets above my head of the city roared with the night life bustle of conspiracy, treachery, and malice. I thought I was the villain. With my stance I approached my desk and brought my AI online. I called her Carol.
Here is where I would stay honing my craft and preparing for when I surfaced again. There was much work at hand to be done, and I dreaded to walk amongst my kind without a mask.
After checking in with Carol, I hung ...