That's not an affliction -- it's a gift.
Remember when they said all of our appliances were going to have an internet address? We were going to be able to sit in the kitchen and turn on the lamp by the bedside?
Can you imagine the agony of someone who somehow became the enemy of all these intercommunicating machines?
Traffic signals would always be red. Elevators would not respond to him. Telephones would always connect to wrong numbers.
He would try to avoid civilisation, hut it would pursue him, just as white blood cells track down bacteria.
Your challenge, if you decided to pursue this story line, would be to come up with some kind of acceptable ending, other than the machine simply destroying or consuming him.
I have one in mind, but it seems pretty hokey.
LOL.
Yes, the internet appliances always seemed like a very bad idea to me.
Perhaps a central server could be accidentally 'decoupled' from the power grid to end the master tech's rampage against the protagonist?
"Can you imagine the agony of someone who somehow became the enemy of all these intercommunicating machines?
Traffic signals would always be red. Elevators would not respond to him. Telephones would always connect to wrong numbers."
Rod serling did one approaching that. All the appliances in the house turned on him.......
" Get out of this house, Finchley"
" Yes, get out of here, Finchley"