The microscopic machines formed themselves into ranks. It was as if they had been waiting for this moment. It took them less than a heartbeat to form up and begin the task. The task of finding the key memories I would need to take advantage of. Once more I was bombarded by images, sounds and all manner of sensory overload. But then just as a scream was about to escape my throat it slowed and finally came to a halt. There was the occasional flash of insight but even that fell silent after a time. I was catching my breath when a few nanites asked for my attention. These messages...