the SoBi pandemic

The SoBi Pandemic

The city fought to have bicycles in the downtown core. But what would happen if these bicycles had a mind of their own. At night time, each stance would hunt for nights looking to vandalise. It's those damn sobis, a homeless man, named Fred, thought, I seen them with my own eyes. I gave him some change for more information.

"I see them travel in packs. Right at the break of midnight. Never seen a hell of such a thing in my life."

I gave the man a 1 dollar piece.

"Yeah, you know, they just waiting for night to fall and the go to each hub and take the place of another. But they're multiplying goddamn, I'm sure of it. I see different ones at night .The sobi's are using riders as their beacon while the rider is infused and connected to it. It's like interweb of sobi bikes into the riders conciousness. Haha, you bet I didn't know what that meant. Used to be a philosophy major, now I'm living off 40z and cold pizza."

I hand the man a five dollar bill and a coupon to A&W. It was the only things I had in my wallet.

Maybe he is right though. That would explain a lot to do with disappearence of riders in downtown. The bike leads them in the day and become addicts. The sobi attacks ride endlessly into the night and people begin to vanish into thin air as soon as there entire passwords. I have to figure out what's going on,a sleuth if so be it. I timed each biker at a level where there are full bikes on racks and the idea is simple, see how many enter passwords. They all see to and I am beginning to get the notion that these passwords have to do with something about the riders appearance. It seems the smart ones are used and sent back into the motion after riding to work, etc. Then there's the others, the ones that place the bike whenever they deem appropriate. The news isn't covering the disappearence because no one really had notice since now. My hypothesis may be garbage, but at least I can find out the truth about the SoBi pandemic.

I went back to the same homeless man and he had some new information. He sees what the police cannot, because he just knows. So, I give him another couple of coins and I sit next to him. He begins the dialogue.

The older gentleman, Fred said, "Ain't no horror movie if I ever seen one. People who ride don't seem to comeback. It's like Christmas for Christine. You know, that old Stephen King novel. But only with cycles and passwords.What's your prescription for all of this?"

"For you, lithium and stay off the booze"