<H1>1 Year from now</h1>
His office was dark, the lights had been shot out, the smoking blaster still hot on his desk. Leaning back in the chair he took another drag of the cigara, not something he would normaly be doing, but times were strange, and he, even stranger.
A blinking red light on his desk continued its desperate little cycle... off... on ... off... on...
He slaped the silly little button with the palm of his hand, it didnt do him any good any more. A monotone female voice issued forth from the speakers.
"Assests Transfered"
[i]He sposed someone on neumidia was gettin a pretty happy message right about now. Good luck to them. He picked up the blaster, rasing it to his head. The still hot edge burned his skin as he pressed the gun to his temple...
[b]Click.. Click... Click...
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His office was dark, the lights had been shot out, the smoking blaster still hot on his desk. Leaning back in the chair he took another drag of the cigara, not something he would normaly be doing, but times were strange, and he, even stranger.
A blinking red light on his desk continued its desperate little cycle... off... on ... off... on...
He slaped the silly little button with the palm of his hand, it didnt do him any good any more. A monotone female voice issued forth from the speakers.
"Assests Transfered"
[i]He sposed someone on neumidia was gettin a pretty happy message right about now. Good luck to them. He picked up the blaster, rasing it to his head. The still hot edge burned his skin as he pressed the gun to his temple...
[b]Click.. Click... Click...
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