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gone_byebyeThe door opens onto an expanse of asphalt, steel, and glass. Nearby a sign reads:
WELCOME TO WHITE FLINT MALL
BEST PRICES IN THE DC AREA
4708 BETHESDA AVENUE
CHEVY CHASE, MD
It's a big parking lot, with the mall itself only visible off in the distance. Ray gives it the squint-eye before turning to the others. "Okay, people," he says. "This is it. Johnny says it's underground. Egon's best estimates indicate three miles down. Are we good?"
WELCOME TO WHITE FLINT MALL
BEST PRICES IN THE DC AREA
4708 BETHESDA AVENUE
CHEVY CHASE, MD
It's a big parking lot, with the mall itself only visible off in the distance. Ray gives it the squint-eye before turning to the others. "Okay, people," he says. "This is it. Johnny says it's underground. Egon's best estimates indicate three miles down. Are we good?"
Re: A shadowy flight into the world of a man who does not exist.
Date: 2006-06-25 02:44 am (UTC)This should be entertaining.
Re: A shadowy flight into the world of a man who does not exist.
Date: 2006-06-25 02:50 am (UTC)Their exit would be amusing, he found as he stretched his sensors past the door, past the guards, and to quote old custom he said, "Ground floor, automotive department - thank you for shopping at Sears."
Signals were quickly sent in two directions - downward, and outward. Below them, three miles below them, a computer system began to self-decompile, heads digging into discs to make data utterly lost.
The other transmitted data on a line of highest security to the Foundation for Law and Government. Specifically, Karr and Michelle Knight. This was information they would need to have for their own security purposes.
And in that split second, a turboboost was executed. The black car burst through elevator doors and over the heads of the guards on the other side with a roar of V8 and turbine engine, showering shards but doing no direct human harm. He'd had to make sure of that.
Re: A shadowy flight into the world of a man who does not exist.
Date: 2006-06-25 02:53 am (UTC)Then it occurred to them that there was a CAR FLYING OVER THEIR HEADS, and they scattered like a nest of chickens with a hawk's shadow passing overhead. By the time any of them thought to look around for the car again, it was gone- well and truly gone.
Milliways could use any door it bloody well pleased, after all.