I don't think this was ever fully finished but.....sometimes that's how it goes. What is there is very good, though.
Tag, you’re it.
Cal crouched in the corner of
the “field”, the gigantic maze in which the game was played. He had been on the waiting list for
months. Anyone could play, and some
played often. It was the most popular
show on the Omninet, and winning the game could set you up for life. If you were a poor, low level worker from a
mine, well the game could be attractive.
If you won, you got enough creds to live well for at least a decade, and
to exist without having to work for the rest of your days. If you lost, well, Cal did not want to think
about that.
He stood up from his hiding place. He held the zapper in one hand as he backed up to a wall, his muscular frame covered in the dark blue body suit. Two days of stubble blanketed his face under straight dark, hair. The producers told him not to shave, that the audience liked it better that way. He knew from watching that they were right. He slid along the wall, confident that he could win.
He stood up from his hiding place. He held the zapper in one hand as he backed up to a wall, his muscular frame covered in the dark blue body suit. Two days of stubble blanketed his face under straight dark, hair. The producers told him not to shave, that the audience liked it better that way. He knew from watching that they were right. He slid along the wall, confident that he could win.
