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could
remember fragments: bolts of darkness, a flying ax that cut through a friend,
my sword—snapped and the other end in the dead warlock. The rest I could only
remember in nightmares which came and never stopped.
    I couldn't tell her, and after one too
many missed dates this happened. I had returned from an emergency deployment to
find her systematically destroying my possessions. I thought about calling the
police, but I didn't care about that, either. Nothing I had here couldn't be
replaced. I owned as much as I wanted with my new job.
    I had been told moving to Tactical would
be temporary, but of the three people who could control the golems one was
dead, one was missing, and the last was I. I had no choice. It became my job. I
didn't know what I would do if they fired me.
    I didn't know what I wouldn't do
if they ordered me to do it, now.
    And yet why did I need to do it? Why
couldn't they create beings that could do their dirty work, to kill and destroy
for them? Why us?
    Why not, if they wrote this world's
code, write it so there wasn't a need to kill in the first place? What if they
fixed whatever bug caused war? Hatred? Death?
    There was an almost palpable crack in my
mind. Maybe our Gods weren't benevolent as we thought they were.
    Maybe they weren't even gods.
     
    >>>  
     
    The metal beneath me shuddered as yacht
landed. The improvised side door in the hull we had made opened with a groan.
    I was in the front cargo hold, and now
completely submerged in water. My old code was working: I was completely dry
inside my armor. I didn't even feel anything above normal atmospheric pressure.
    golems.ready();
golems.follow() . The golems
followed me out onto the marble roof of the control palace. It was oddly bright
down there. I wondered if we were at the bottom of the lake or actually some
kind of pocket reality. Whatever. golems.draw(gateway_script) . The golems began scratching the characters the beard guys
had given us into the palace with their swords.
    The markings were only a bulls-eye, in a
sense. The actual power was with one of the security guys inside the yacht. 
When the last scratch was made, I took a deep breath and said "Ready." clock.start("1h",
warning) . The roof shook under my feet, the
carvings glowed, and suddenly I was inside a dark, dank, corridor.
    Alone.
     
    >>>  
     
    What if we had the powers of the
Gods, I wondered as I looked through the wreckage of my house. We lived here,
after all. We were the ones who had to live in the world they ran. What if we decided what was right for us? What if we had the source code for
all things, and fixed our own bugs?
     
    >>>  
     
    I forced myself to stay in control, not
to let panic win. golems.report() . Red spots overlaid themselves the across the small map in the corner of my
vision.
    "Mike, situation?" asked the
voice of the Head Supervisor over the farspeaker.
    "I'm in, the golems are scattered
all over the place."
    "That's not supposed to
happen," said a voice I didn't recognize. The security guy? "The
daemon would have to know we were coming, and how."
    golems.regroup(me.location,
fight=true) . Come to me and fight if necessary.
    "It just did," said the Head
Supervisor. "Plan B: everyone prepare for forced entry. Mike—"
    I saw two stone daemon servitors
approach, and I screamed "Got company!" as they charged.
     
    >>>  
     
    Of course, it could just be that the
Gods were immeasurably more intelligent and powerful than we did, I thought as
I dumped another dustpan of smashed tablet into the trash. Maybe even the
seeming evils were part of some greater plan for the good of all.
    "So?" I said at last, out
loud. "Do you hear me? Do you plan to do anything about it?"
    There was no answer.
     
    >>>  
     
    I had never had a chance to examine
daemon servitors up closely until that moment. The stone remains looked like
pieces of gargoyle and blocky battlemech from some kind of SF story.
    I gasped for breath, and my whole body
was covered in sweat. I