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Slice (his nickname) was a typical denizen of the neon-lit streets of Kabuki. He spent his days plugged into the sprawling virtual world, always in search of the next big thrill. On this particular day, he was on his way to a secret underground club, where the latest and greatest in cybernetic augmentations were on display.
As he rode the NCART Train deep into the heart of the city, Slice cranked up the volume on his audio implant. The pounding beat of the music filled his ears, drowning out the sounds of the bustling city around him. But as the train rumbled along, the volume became too much for his implant to handle.
With a sudden, explosive burst, the device shattered, sending shards of metal and plastic flying through the crowded train car. Passengers screamed in terror as the train screeched to a halt, its systems damaged beyond repair.
Slice, oblivious to the chaos he had caused, continued to dance to the music in his head, completely unaware of the destruction he had wrought. It wasn't until the authorities arrived and forcibly removed him from the train that he realized the gravity of the situation.
Slice couldn't help but wonder if the thrill of the music was worth the price of the destruction it had caused. All that still controls his thoughts is a chip in the rest of his brain, the other half now lying in the NCART train.