5.o.
“He’s coming around,” said Business
Woman. “Demand? We’ve got the bleeding stopped. Do you think you can walk?”
“Supply. Where’s Supply?”
Business Woman
looked at the others. Both Senior
Executive and Corporate Man cringed.
“Uh. Demand, old friend. I don’t know how to tell you this, but… she’s
gone,” said Corporate Man.
“Gone where?”
Demand asked.
“No honey,”
said Business Woman. “She gone. She’s dead.”
Demand looked
puzzled and pointed to the ceiling.
“She’s up there.”
“I know. I know,” said Business Woman, embracing
him. “She’s gone to Jesus.”
“No,” said
Demand. “She’s right above us. I can feel her.”
Business Woman
pushed away. “What?”
“Yeah. Now she’s over that way,” he said, pointing
to a different section of the ceiling.
Business Woman
grabbed the Jack head and yelled, “I thought you said they were dead.”
“Not at all,”
said Jack. “I merely stated that I could
no longer read their vital signs. Passage
to an upper level would account for that.
They’d no longer be within my scanning range.”
“You piece of
shit,” Business Woman said, raising the Jack head, ready to smash it against
the floor.
“Wait,” said Corporate
Man.
“Jack. How go we get up to next
level?”
“Easy. Take the stairs.”
“Will you lead
us to the stairs?”
“Of course.”