Agent MON2985 wants his identity back; his brain-chip is deteriorating and he won't be issued another clone body. Not only that, but some damned kid's found a weak spot in the Control Matrix and is messing with the whole scheme of things. The hammer of the New World Order hovers ready to strike, but the mind-controlled slaves are opening their eyes and scrambling out of the path of the chaos to come, while the alien Hive orchestrates its sinister endgame...A 'hard-boiled' tale of conspiracy-driven noir science-fiction about several victims of mind-control, an intelligence agent, an alien and a man who accidentally discovers an antidote to the coming global tyranny.HfX7qe2179A9, the bug-eyed alien grey who's discovered the value of individuality, now fights to escape its Mother & all twelve billion of its siblings. Having slipped the clutches of the Hive-Mind, alone and unsupported for the very first time, the only thing left for it to do will surely bring its swift destruction.Meanwhile, Jeremy is busily working out the best way possible to kill the little alien, though neither of them will know it until it's far too late.But before either of them will succeed in accomplishing the murder, they will first have to face the crushing might of the secret government's last-chance warrior, Agent MON2985, a cybernetically-enhanced enforcer on his way out of the System.It's only too bad that no one besides the mind-controlled clones saw any of it happening. He is a fictional character in the Horror-Play "The Greatest Practical Joke Ever", by Shaytan Komp'ü'tor. He has never made love to a beautiful woman, never wallowed in fresh kill, never found a briefcase full of hundred-dollar bills. In fact, he doesn't even exist at all. So there...And another:Boris D. Schleinkofer is a slave, just like you and everybody else. He lives near the monolith of Baal. His number is 5x2-00x1-11. He is a good citizen.
