Installation
The procedure was definitely quick, just as advertised.
John arrived in Doctor Zdenko’s office about 15 minutes early and signed in.
The waiting room and everything in the Necrotech building was gleaming white and sterile. John squinted to avoid being blinded by the fluorescents overhead.
There was a portrait of Zdenko’s mentor, the eminent Dr Dominik Radomira over the reception desk. The painting starkly contrasted with the rest of the room with it’s dark expressionist tone. The originator of the neuron/chip interface scowled down at John as if to judge him unfit to receive the fruit of his genius.
An hour seemed to go by that John stared at the cybernetics guru when he was ushered to a small room in the back. Dr Zdenko was long faced and serious, but with none of the disdain of his advisor’s likeness.
“Here, breathe this in.” He said, holding a brown vial up to John’s nose. Instantly all went black, and he was left with only a sense of intense pressure and the muffled sounds of surgical power tools.