All Chapters of The Internet: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

 An incoming call lit up Q’s private phone.The man stared at the army-green device with a white towel across his shoulders. Suspicious, he took the ringing phone inside the reception area. He was at a Lawn Tennis Resort area where he had gone to show some Love – as he would call it. He let the call vibrate violently till the ringing stopped, hoping that the person does not call back.But they did. The phone vibrated to life once more.This is unusual, he thought. This person intends to speak with him. No mistake. For this to occur, it means that the person must know what businesses he was into.He picked the call.And waited for the person to speak.There was pin silence on the other side. Yet, he waited. For something.“The man with the alias of ‘Q,’ are you there?” A crisp voice with a slight trace of Indian accent spoke, so clear, Q felt he was present in

 CHANNELS TV NEWS@12BREAKING NEWS“Explosion in Ogun State. An uncompleted building was blown to bits this afternoon, killing five persons. Three have been identified as residents who had gone for a drink and the owner of the store. The other two are yet to be unidentified, their bodies burnt beyond recognition. The property is said to be owned by a Mr. Peter Ayodele. Unavailable during the time of the report.” “Fuck!” Olalekan cursed as he smashed the remote on the ground. Staring at the TV. The reporter continued with the details of the incident as he turned towards his room door. He was just about to go to the office to meet Daniel and the other workers who had been informed about an impromptu meeting when the news came.Getting to the Vertical Technology building, ignoring his PA and the reception lady, he took the stairs instead of the elevator to work out all his

9:35PM.The suburbs of Lagos had this odd mix of sweat and carbon monoxide, noises emanating from moving vehicles slugging through the traffic on the Third Mainland bridge, and the throaty screams coming from the young and able-bodied hawkers carrying on their heads, goods ranging from fresh snacks, utility accessories, and drinks. From this angle, the entire world was lit up. In the dangerous will of the night, Q was sandwiched between two vehicles inside the traffic that connected the Mainland to the Island.Pappi Chill’s authoritative voice cracked from his car radio. Q loved the controversial man. He was nodding in affirmation to the words said by the OAP about the negative effects of Twitter and other social networks on youth development. Ruining the mental inclination of the presumed leaders of tomorrow.Even though he shared a contrasting view from what the man shared, he enjoyed the valid points he was tossed across the radio frequency still. As th

 Not many people could handle what these Vertical Technology employees handled. From watching people they have no idea who they are, punch themselves out, to watching three people including one of their colleagues get shot in the head for doing absolutely nothing.These scientists and Heads of Department had never in all their lives and all their time in the workforce been this scared, petrified. Looking at their boss used to be a sign of respect borne out of the fact that he was the one that paid their salaries. But now, they did not give a breeze of fuck.All the devices came back to life, this time the screens were blue. An audio wave was visible.“What do you mean, ‘David is here?’” Olalekan was getting very impatient.“It worked…” Daniel muttered under his breath as he joined MIlkos and the others to stare at the huge screen on the wall.Everyone except Seven was looking. Rather he was st

“You what?!” Seven was taken aback.“After those conversations with you, I ran through millions of religious materials and did a survey all over the internet which helped me understand how many humans feel about the concept of God and the significant role he plays in their lives. Unfortunately, many humans only serve him as a form of obligatory ritual. Not because they genuinely understand the concept. Even with the loops and holes in various indoctrination, Christianity is the most plausible one, the one that is more similar to the original truth.”“Wow, I umm…” Seven cleared his throat, his body was easing up now, and talking to David was enlightening. “Don’t really understand how all those shabby things I said to you would amount to you believing in God.”David sighed. “Sometimes it’s hard to tell if you intentionally feign ignorance to let people repeat what they say to confirm if they