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Tuesday, April 08, 2008

The Cypher's Tale 27

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Shilo dropped a bloody blue suit jacket on the floor. It fell open; a steaming human head rolled out. Jonas looked around with dismay at a three by four meter room lined by a modern black couch, a twin bed, and a long desk holding screens and servers. A shady fridge stood in one corner, feeding cold water to the servers.

"What a dump." said Black Alice.
"This almost makes me want to pay you guys more."
Shilo frowned. "It's cheap. Anyway, we scaped, so you should be safe here. Course that's real temporary. Let's crack this thing open."

He spread a trash bag on an empty part of the desk - The desk, incidentally, was 10 feet long and made from a hardwood door scavenged from a renovation site- He spread out a trashbag, put on anti-static gloves, and lifted the leering stiffening lump onto the desk. He turned it so that the dripping grin faced his chair. He snapped open a blue box.
"You can sit down. Movies on the tablets, maybe a projector... no... well I need the screens." Shilo cut into the head like a jack-o-lantern. "Secure line is the far box."

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