Panic in Palo Park

The blue light blinked and blinked and Mandy began shaking her head back and forth to try to shake the the “why don't you just use the phone like a normal person youbitchyoubitchyoubitch' out of her mind
before  putting the headset up to her   temple and graphing (interface)in focused Theta waves - what she hoped was a pleasant “hello Linda”when immediately Many received a Direct Neural interface of  a hostility that was so severe in it's intensity toward   Mandy's nervous system that she all but fell out of her chair..

Frightened and  uncomfortably  heightened Mandy
 tore the headset off her skull  and watched it  tumble  to the floor , instinctively backing  away from Linda's "postal"  brain wave
s that  were now being safely  absorbed by  the beige synthetic fibers in the  Berber carpet that lined the entirety of  Dome Merge'ss Palo Alto office complex.

    Mandy knew she would have to get back to Linda on headset eventually but the anger in Linda's about “some Ruiner who had evidently sold Merge's nano for little game called Pieces!

You know-
 that Thing  everyone knows about  but nobody dare speak "well somehow this libelous information had ended up on some online message board whose sole purpose seemed to be about contaminating the Neuronautic Method..For Christ's sake Mandy ,"Linda graphed at the synthetic carpet fibers,...
we stopped selling the Process to hate groups in 1998

!Evan said the hate groups testing straint to mind TV on unware "apped" subjects with nanotuves transmitters gave him intestinal stomach problems
,Linda graphed to the carpet with no reply,Linda stopped her theta waves long enough to look up at her laptop to notice no Mandyish brain activity

Mandy stood over the headset, wringing her hands ,shaking her head back and forth ,back and forth,panicked not because of the  tremor of Linda's emotional neural onslaught
 but because it was she
 who sold Reggie Grath,The MC of The Community Theater the inserts last spring
 when she was dating Reggie, construction worker who was working in exchange of a  promised 3 hour interface with a future”Piece”(some jew...no..make it some jew homo,Reggie asked)

Rggie persuaded Mandy to "go to any length "to sneak just one ,just one, little insert out of ProxyCyber Labs.

And she did.

Mandy shook her head back and forth ,back and forth making herself think of random objects around the office,which was the equivalent of counting sheep to hide and scramble thoughts during intraneurall conferencing

.Finally Mandy picked up the headset ,deliberately keeping her mind humming with an old Dr Pepper jingle she remembered her  father singing while shaving

“Are you On something Mandy?Are you out of your mind?. Focus," Linda urged
 but in one brief synaptic storm every bit of betrayal ,real or imagined Mandy had ever committed  flooded Linda N.'s cerebellum 400 miles away

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Linda calmed her delta waves to a simmer  and graphed a call to Stevie at Proxycuber Laboratory

as an sort of emoticon Linda sent via headset a contextual overlay of her Cheshire cat countenance
to Stevie...to butter him up

while as she graphed  him to slip some Cosmetic  Bio Nano into "Pretty Mandy"'s potables

.Linda couldn't wait to  "remotely morph "Pretty Mandy's face, which would soon be permanently embedded with millions and millions of tiny shape shifting  nano bots that could and would make Pretty Mandy instantly “the ugliest woman in the world"-and back again and this way and that way and this way and that-  all  at the touch of a button that Linda could almost feel in the palm of her hand .The remote that would control " Mandy's facial nerves ,nasal dimensions ,cheekbones and everything else in  within the range of"The Reigns "