I look at my arm, midway between wrist and elbow, at the slightly raised square of flesh that used to give me such comfort. Just under the skin is my life monitoring system (LMS): a tiny computer chip that tracks the body’s major systems to make sure they’re functioning correctly. Each LMS is linked wirelessly to a government database. If my blood pressure were to dip dramatically due to a stab wound, the LMS would signal the government for help. Because all LMS chips emit a low-level tracking beacon, the government can easily find anyone and send aid.
I’ve always felt comforted knowing my LMS would bring help. It was like the ultimate safety blanket. But tonight, I feel the opposite. The LMS means I can be tracked, and that is the last thing I want. If the rumors are true, authorities are monitoring my LMS data. If I leave, the LMS will lead them to me within minutes.
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