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Darkness
fell
in
from
every
side
,
a
sphere
of
singing
black
,
pressure
on
the
extended
crystal
nerves
of
the
universe
of
data
he
had
nearly
become
.
.
.
And
when
he
was
nothing
,
compressed
at
the
heart
of
all
that
dark
,
there
came
a
point
where
the
dark
could
be
no
more
,
and
something
tore
.
The
Kuang
program
spurted
from
tarnished
cloud
,
Case
’
s
consciousness
divided
like
beads
of
mercury
arcing
above
an
endless
beach
the
color
of
the
dark
silver
clouds
.
His
vision
was
spherical
,
as
though
a
single
retina
lined
the
inner
surface
of
a
globe
that
contained
all
things
,
if
all
things
could
be
counted
.
And
here
things
could
be
counted
,
each
one
.
He
knew
the
number
of
grains
of
sand
in
the
construct
of
the
beach
(
a
number
coded
in
a
mathematical
system
that
existed
nowhere
outside
the
mind
that
was
Neuromancer
)
.
He
knew
the
number
of
yellow
food
packets
in
the
canisters
in
the
bunker
(
four
hundred
and
seven
)
.
He
knew
the
number
of
brass
teeth
in
the
left
half
of
the
open
zipper
of
the
salt
-
crusted
leather
jacket
that
Linda
Lee
wore
as
she
trudged
along
the
sunset
beach
,
swinging
a
stick
of
driftwood
in
her
hand
(
two
hundred
and
two
)
.
He
banked
Kuang
above
the
beach
and
swung
the
program
in
a
wide
circle
,
seeing
the
black
shark
thing
through
her
eyes
,
a
silent
ghost
hungry
against
the
banks
of
lowering
cloud
.
She
cringed
,
dropping
her
stick
,
and
ran
.
He
knew
the
rate
of
her
pulse
,
the
length
of
her
stride
in
measurements
that
would
have
satisfied
the
most
exacting
standards
of
geophysics
.
'
But
you
do
not
know
her
thoughts
,
’
the
boy
said
,
beside
him
now
in
the
shark
thing
’
s
heart
.
'
I
do
not
know
her
thoughts
.
You
were
wrong
,
Case
.
To
live
here
is
to
live
.
There
is
no
difference
.
’
Linda
in
her
panic
,
plunging
blind
through
the
surf
.
'
Stop
her
,
’
he
said
,
'
she
’
ll
hurt
herself
.
’
'
I
can
’
t
stop
her
,
’
the
boy
said
,
his
gray
eyes
mild
and
beautiful
.
'
You
’
ve
got
Riviera
’
s
eyes
,
’
Case
said
.
