As John stared skywards at the gray steel bulding, he started having second thoughts about getting the “upgrade”. The government’s slogans had made it pretty clear the implant was relatively quick and painless, but having a microchip in your head would make anyone nervous.
“Instantaneous connection to the vast internet is now at your fingertips!”. Sure they’ve made it sound glorious, but a constant watch in your mind tracking every movement, John started to worry, what if they really were watching? He’d never have a moments peace again…
Steeling himself, john walked towards the immense monolith of modern technology. A sign glared at him as he walked past, somehow “Necrotech” didn’t reassure him like it was supposed to. Still, the people he met who had it installed seemed quite normal, smarter even. as the glass doors slid open with a silent “whoosh”, he had one last doubtful thought, “The government must know what they’re doing…right?”