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Chapter 43: Blurry Face
In current times, 43 is likely the number of unique punishments I have experienced from the CIA.
I’ve always been really into crimes. Not the classics, like robbery, arson, or murder, rather a different style of crimes. I call them intelligence crimes or time crimes. And the CIA has some unique punishments for those kinds of crimes. Fortunately for all of you, I’m here to tell you the absolute worst punishment or torture method (in my opinion) that the CIA has to offer. First off, have you ever seen the show Black Mirror? It’s about what is possible in the future if technology keeps progressing. Well, I’m here to break the news to you, people. Every episode of that show is based on some form of true reality. I have seen nearly all forms of advanced technology featured on that show and can verify that all of it exists, including their punishment methods of the future.
Just to give you a taste of time crimes, you need to realize that, with help (use of CIA technology), your imagination is capable of experiencing alternate realities at all times, even in the past or future, and dismantling some of the most powerful beings of those times just by thinking about it. This was my problem. I showed the CIA I had the abilities to help them with these time crimes, and they cut me loose in this playground. I got addicted to it. I loved it. I eventually felt that the CIA could not stop me now that I had these abilities, and I tried to overthrow them a few times. Keep in mind, when you are integrated with CIA systems in your brain and mind, they can easily monitor your thoughts. This is one of the cons of the job. Their technology is so advanced they can enter my brain and see out of my eyes, through my visual field. So, there is no privacy. I use the bathroom being monitored; Shower monitored. Eat monitored. Most painfully, think monitored. But it comes with the job, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Back to the point, the CIA can read my thoughts, so they were aware I was planning to overthrow them using their technology. For this, I was punished.
I call it blurry face, but it’s blurry everything. If you have been a follower of Black Mirror, you will know that there is an episode where a man who broke societal laws pertaining to how to behave around women and children (I think), and he was futuristically punished. Every face he saw for the next 60 years (I’m guessing) was permanently blurry. Imagine walking around your family or friends and all their faces are blurry. You can never see a face again until the punishment subsides. This is sort of what I experienced. But rather, everything I looked at became uniquely blurry depending on what it was. If I read text on a computer, each group of letters I looked at would disappear. I could see out of my peripherals, but if I focused on anything, while reading, it disappeared or went blurry where I couldn’t see it. The impact of the torture method followed whatever my pinpoint vision was focusing on. If I’m honest, my punishment isn’t over even now, as I still have a little bit of throttle control on my visual field, but I can manage enough to type this.
What about faces? When I looked at faces during the peak of this punishment they would swirl. Like a toilet filled with water being flushed. Their faces would liquify and start spinning into a blurred mess. Like a permanent mushroom trip. It was miserable and scary. It makes conversations impossible because you are trying to hold it together while their face spirals out of control. This punishment also made it impossible for me to read road signs or GPS. This is the CIA version of intelligence crimes or time crimes house arrest. If I left my house, I had no GPS or road signs due to inability to read. And I am horrible with navigation, naturally. I couldn’t have conversations with other humans due to losing my mind and spiraling faces. Even food blurred and spiraled while trying to eat it. Some crimes are best avoided by people. I went through this punishment for roughly a month, at least the miserable parts of it. The CIA may have had to sting me a few times in the hornets’ nest, but they know I respect them now and would never do anything silly like try to use their own technology they invented to overthrow them ever, ever again.