Author: Mark Renney

Warren’s specialty was to reshape the facts, he was a manipulator of the truth. Apart from the burning desire to be incredibly wealthy he had no interest in politics or economics and was unhindered by conscience or ethics. Perhaps this was why he was the best, there were others who were also adept but Warren was the maestro and they, by comparison, were merely minions. He worked for whoever was able to pay and this was now almost exclusively those in power. He was constantly supplied with the narratives they needed him to restructure.

Warren’s workspace was vast and the factory was, to all intents and purposes, a massive shelving unit. The D-vices were safely stacked on each and every shelf and had been painstakingly catalogued. All of the models currently in use were equally represented. When Warren uploaded a Fallacy onto a particular D-vice he knew exactly where it would first surface and to where it would eventually be traced.

Warren understood that in this, the age of surveillance, the populists were ready and willing to disbelieve what they could plainly see and hear. As long as an alternative was out in the ether and gaining traction they could and would be swayed.

Warren hasn’t left the factory in more than a decade. He has everything he needs in his office; all the comforts of home and he has enough money to fund hundreds upon hundreds of ridiculously extravagant lives. When the latest regime is overthrown, and Warren suspects that will be very soon, he intends to walk away. When he abandons the factory and switches off the power the D-vices will quickly run down and all those sources of misinformation, of lies, will lay dormant awaiting their eventual discovery.

Warren supposes that one of the first things he will do when he leaves is to visit a store and purchase a D-vice of his own, although he has no idea what he will do with it.