MasukRIN POVThe world government summit in Geneva was supposed to be our moment. Representatives from forty seven countries gathering to discuss the future of bond networks and collective consciousness. We had been invited to present our case for legal recognition and protection. It felt like progress.I should have known better.We arrived with a delegation of twelve people representing the coalition. Michael from the medical network. Sarah Chen who had become our unofficial spokesperson. Dr. Voss providing technical expertise. And Thorne and me as the original bonded pair that had started everything.The summit hall was massive and intimidating. Hundreds of delegates and observers. Security everywhere. Media cameras recording everything. Through the network I felt nervous energy from our delegation and tried to project calm even though I felt anything but.The first two days were procedural. Presentations from various experts about the science of bonding and the social implications of
THORNE POVThe assassination attempt happened on a Thursday while I was giving a speech at the United Nations about network rights. A man in the audience stood up with a modified electromagnetic weapon designed to overload bond connections and fired it directly at my head.I felt the pulse hit me like a sledgehammer to my consciousness. Every bond connection in my network screamed in agony simultaneously. One thousand minds experiencing my pain amplified through collective consciousness. For a moment I thought I was dying and taking everyone connected to me down with me.But then Rin was there through the bond pulling strength from every person in our network and using it to shield my mind from the worst of the damage. The pulse scattered against our combined consciousness and dissipated.Security tackled the shooter before he could fire again. Medical personnel rushed toward me. And through the network I felt one thousand people breathing in relief that I was still alive."Status re
RN POVTwo weeks after the electromagnetic attack we lost our first subnetwork to internal collapse. Twenty three people connected through a community garden project in Portland. They had bonded quickly and intensely and then something went wrong. One person developed paranoid delusions and instead of the network helping him it amplified his fears until all twenty three people were experiencing the same paranoia simultaneously.By the time we realized what was happening they had barricaded themselves in a warehouse convinced that everyone outside their network was trying to kill them. Local police surrounded the building. The media covered it like a hostage situation. And through the Inter Network Coalition I felt other networks watching and wondering if they would be next."We need to get them out before someone does something stupid," I said to Thorne."How do we extract people from their own paranoid delusions when those delusions are being shared and reinforced by twenty two other
THORNE POVThe network hit one thousand people on a Tuesday morning and I felt it the moment the thousandth bond locked into place. The collective consciousness shifted and expanded and suddenly there were too many voices to track individually. We had become something massive and incomprehensible and I was not sure if that was evolution or disaster.Rin collapsed next to me and pressed his hands against his temples. Through our bond I felt the same pressure I was experiencing. A thousand minds pressing against our consciousness demanding attention and guidance and connection."We need to create subnetworks," Dr. Voss said and she looked as exhausted as we felt. "The human brain cannot process this many simultaneous connections. You need to organize people into smaller groups that can operate semi independently.""How do we do that without fragmenting the entire network," I asked."You create hierarchy. Nodes within nodes. Small groups of ten to twenty people connected closely to each
RIN POVThree months after we implemented the choice system the network had grown to four hundred and twelve people. Most of them were relief workers and journalists and activists who had worked closely with our teams and chosen to accept the bond when it started forming. A few were random people who had thought about us intensely enough to trigger a connection and decided they wanted to be part of something larger than themselves.Managing that many minds was exhausting even with Thorne sharing the load. Every day brought new problems. Someone could not control their connection and was overwhelmed by input. Someone else wanted out but had accepted the bond too long ago to sever it safely. Two bonded people fell in love through the network and then realized they hated each other in person.We had become accidental therapists and mediators and leaders for hundreds of people we barely knew.I was sitting in what had become my office trying to process requests from three different disas
RIN POVThe safe house Vex secured was not big enough for two hundred people but we made it work anyway. Bodies filled every room and hallway and some people ended up sleeping outside in tents because there was nowhere else to put them. The logistics were a nightmare but at least everyone was alive and free and that had to count for something.I found a quiet corner and sat down and let the exhaustion hit me all at once. Through the bond I felt Thorne doing the same thing somewhere on the other side of the building. We were both running on empty but there was too much to do to actually rest.Maya appeared with food that I did not remember asking for and sat down next to me. "You look terrible.""I feel worse than I look.""That is impressive considering how you look." She pushed the plate toward me. "Eat something or Thorne will yell at me for not taking care of you."I ate because she was right and because I needed the energy. Through the bond I felt Thorne doing the same thing and i







