A day in the life of a cyber freak

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Octa log, date 130804,72th hour in the octa
It was still dark outside, it was 4 hours to sunrise. The best thing about being a vampire was that you could be up for every sunrise without having to get out of bed…
The octa- a place which felt as cold as the grave. Watching people passing through the building, passing through their lives. When you spend more that a week on end in a public place, it feel like sitting and watching a soap opera. Love sparking up, break ups… A boy mailing a girl, who comes just after he leaves, to reply…
The only place where words are stronger than the strongest of locks and chains, the only keys being on the keyboards. Where you want to go back to everything normal, but oyu are too afraid the real world would be too tough on your weakened body. The place due to which the snacky is still in business.
And then deep questions arise in your mind, who am I, where am I going…
This madness has to stop, I’m getting out of here, I’m logging out…………….



………………Ok, fine, this cute girl with brown eyes has just logged on to the computer next me, so I’m back. Time to open technical web pages, and look at their source code to pretend to look important…

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