Neo Static: The Permutation Particles Polka VIII

Max could see the six-sided dice through the data stream and he smiled.

Hovering about with a lot of strings he looked like a little kid holding balloons and was afraid to let go. The techno-trance song Suki was playing was getting louder as it began to bleed through the versions, realities, what-if's and what-could-be's. It was the signal he was waiting for.

"Okay Frank," he said. "Let's rock."