[ WP ] `` Warning : Users may be disassembled without prior notification . ''

*Users may be disassembled without notice. * 
 
 A single statement among thousands. Nestled like a snake in the grass. 
 
 *Thud~* *Thud~* *Thud~* * “ Get ready to breach! ” * 
 
 Merely skimmed over by the one-in-a-million user that actually bothered to look. You ’ d think people would be more observant when their own bodies were on the line. 
 
 * “ Breaching in 3…2…1… ” * 
 
 Ever since Elton Co. started selling their cybernetic implants people have been willfully forfeiting their own right to live. 
 
 *Bang~~* 
 
 My precious antique door! Blown to smithereens by these *fools*. I rest my fingers on the button hidden under my ornate, mahogany desk, now the last memento of my trip to South America. 
 
 “ Freeze! Hands where we can see them, Mr. Elton! ” 
 
 I can ’ t help but grin at their overconfidence. Who do they think they are to be giving *me* orders? I flick my finger to activate the destruction sequence and recline into my elephant-leather chair. 
 
 “ GAAAAH! W-What… ” 
 
 “ AAAARGH! My head! ” 
 
 “ The PAAAAIN! Make it stop! ” 
 
 The five black-clad intruders simultaneously drop their weapons and clutch their heads in agony. Blood starts oozing from their eyes and mouths before they fall with a dull thud onto my genuine Isfahan rug. Tsk, I ’ ll have to get someone to clean that up… 
 
 “ Davis! Get in here and clean up this mess. ” 
 
 “ Certainly, sir. ” 
 
 I look back at the bodies and notice the white letters printed on their shoulders. Hmm, CIA agents. You ’ d think *they* would be more thoughtful about these things. Seriously, does *no one* read the terms of service? 

