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V-Commando
10:45am Geoday 9 November 2084
Zak returned to the real world. He lay, reclined inhis gaming chair.‘Go kill yourselves,’ he said, addressing thevideos of his friends on the wall.After waiting a moment to sense his limbs, hetilted the chair forward to an upright position, andkicked out his legs to give them a stretch.Another mission accomplished. But now he hadto take an enforced five minute break before he couldstart the next. At fourteen years old, Zak Carter had tosuffer the restrictions of
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V-Commando.Zak despised the junior version. If the nextmission went to plan, this would be the last time he’dever have to play it.As usual, he would use the break-time for learning, whereas his three team-mates used it for smoking.‘Ready to die?’ boomed a deep, croaky voice.The signature video of Zak’s favourite V-Commando player, Abel White, opened up on his bedroom wall. A two-time world champion, White hada reputation for robot-like accuracy with an automaticrifle. Zak aspired to perfect the same techniques.He swivelled the chair round to face the wallacross his bed. The room had just enough space for the bed, a wardrobe, and the gaming chair. But it didn’tfeel cramped because these bulky items were the onlythings that required space. All forms of entertainmentV-COMMANDO
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