[Enter: Hologram Ghost and Technologist Hamlet]
Where are you taking me to? Tell me. I’m not going any further.
Listen.
I will.
Time has almost come. When I have to teleport back to the flames of purgatory.
Ah, poor ghost!
No need to pity me, just listen up.
Speak. My 5g connectivity is running.
You need to be ready for revenge, too, when you listen me out.
Revenge? What?
I’m the hologram ghost of your father, I have a certain period of time to walk the earth at night, while during the day I’m trapped in this purgatory hologram until I’ve done penance for my past sins. If I weren’t forbidden to tell you the secrets of purgatory, I could tell you stories that would virtually scar you.
O God!
Revenge his foul and most unethical cyber-attack.
Cyber-attack?
His most horrible hack/cybercrime. Hacks are always horrible, but this one was especially horrible, weird, and unethical.
Hurry up and tell me about it, so I can guard the servers with a proxy and revenge right away, faster than a person falls in love.
I’m glad you’re eager. Now listen, Hamlet. Everyone was told that a digital yet deadly virus hacked and killed me when I was sleeping in the orchard. But in fact, that’s a lie that’s fooled everyone in Denmark. You should know, my noble son, the real virus that stung your father is now wearing his crown.
Written by Samarth Athreya
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