[ WP ] In the future , governments uses a supercomputer to calculate the perfect job for everyone , at which they can brings out maximum contribution for the society . You just got a letter that says your perfect job is `` STAY AT HOME AND AVOID ANY INTERACTION WITH OTHER PEOPLE AT ALL CAUSES . ''

**Congratulations class of 2847, you've made it to the Next Level. Tomorrow will be a day that will dictate the rest of your lives, a day that will etch the stream beds in which your water will flow, a day where you will be Chosen. ** 
 
 *So, what do you think Sven? Are you going to keep nagging everyone with your questions, only professionally now? Or do you think they're going to tap into that design skill of yours in the AI realm? * 
 
 *Tough to say -- - I'm hoping I'll become a Floater for at least a year or two. My Uncle was a Floater and he said it was simply the best experience for him. I think I'd like that too, you know, being able to try and dabble in a few different jobs before settling into one and only one. I'm not too sure I like that idea. * 
 
 *Sven, we both know what happened to your Uncle... and what could you possibly mean you do n't like that idea? It's been going for over 500 years and we've only become stronger and stronger as a society. Heck, everything is so streamlined and in order now we do n't even need to worry about anything else! You ca n't progress what is already perfect, right? * 
 
 *... Right... Well, I have to get back, I'm sure the family is waiting for me. I'll tell you what Rodge -- - I'll fly by your place tomorrow afternoon and we can share a Capri-Sun and talk about our futures. How does that sound? * 
 
 *No problem! I have to jet anyway! See you then, Sven. * 
 
 Rodge is a nice guy, and whether or not he realizes it, is one of the only people in this school who still tinkers with things. Sure, it's all within regulation, but at least he has some ounce of curiosity left in him. That's what I do n't like about this school, and it's not that I've been to any others, but this one in particular I can tell you for sure takes streamline in a whole new meaning. I remember when we first registered here. *Take a seat, please* were the words spoken before a 10-second brain scan escorted me into my ideal learning channel. These classes are so boring, it's always about the Realm, how we got here, what we need to do to survive, on and on about this over and over. I started dozing off in class and ended up getting the back end of a Shock-Stick, I guess those ancient methods proved to be the most effective. Lucky for me, my Uncle saved a few copies of things before the Reclamation, and passed them my way to keep my eyes open: some title like ~scent of Man by someone named Rich~... ~win... the cover is a bit torn up, but most of the pages are there. Yeah, imagine that, paper! In any case, it's interesting to think people back then thought there were some biological components to life, that we were n't all just parts of the Supercomputer. It would explain why that damned Shock-Stick hurts so much, but then again, as they teach us *perfect simulation is perfect stimulation. * 
 
 Anyway, that was n't the only thing my Uncle gave me. It is n't much, only a few tattered pieces of paper held together by string. I know, string! If it is n't the only string left in this world, call me Rich win! This stuff is a bit comical really, *The Socratic Method*, it's just full of questions... questions questions questions. I'm curious, but at the same time, everyone tells me that questions are things of the past. It's hard not to buy into that idea, I mean we are now the Supercomputer. We have access to any information in the blink of your Eye, literally. It's a bit overwhelming at times, so much information coming through your Eye. I like to take mine off from time to time, and I always do it when I look at my Uncle's things, it's discouraged, but it is a nice break from everything. I miss him... 
 
 My house is not particularly unique, actually, nothing here is particularly unique, other than the uniqueness codes, of course. Everything is nicely intertwined here, you have a number, your house has a number, your number is directly related to your parents number by a larger subscripted number, and your number is constantly growing and changing depending on the actions you take in a day. For example, and simplicity, those who have not been Promoted to the Next Level always begin with the number 0, so if I were number 0524900, and my parents were number 520724, then my full number would be 0524900^520724. If I were in school, I'd be assigned with 101: 0524900^520724-101. If I were in transit, I'd be assigned with a 555: 0524900^520724-555. This way, the Supercomputer can simply sort the numbers and gather real-time information on everything, immediately. Think of it like a name. Everything has a name. 
 
 Speaking of my parents... where are they? They knew I was Promoted to the Next Level today. I thought they would be here waiting for me for sure. What time is it anyway? *074422*... hmm, I guess they could still be working. Ah, look! At least they left a note. 
 
 **RW: Stay inside. Do not contact others. Quick, follow my instructions: You need to do a manual override of your number. Open your Wristcom and enter: alt + command + J, type path = //su//root//override//5d25wz/wp//524900-000. I'll be in contact shortly. ** 
 
 What? What the hell? What is this? RW?... and that number?... *000 means user terminated. *
