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Versus: Part 7
VERSUS: PART 7
EXT. CITY STREET - DAY
An internet cafe's door opens, and out walks SOME GUY. He
wears a denim jacket and khaki pants, has messy long blonde
hair tied back, and appears to be in his early twenties. He
A New Age
I realized the moment I fell into the fissure that the book would not be destroyed as I had planned. It continued falling into that starry expanse, of which I had only a fleeting glimpse. I have tried to speculate where it might have landed, but I must admit that such a conjecture is futile .Still, questions about whose hands might one day hold my Myst book are unsettling to me. I know my apprehensions might never be allayed, and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written.
-The Book of Atrus
When I was a kid, my father would play video games. He still does play things like online poker and "Literati,
The Outside World
THE OUTSIDE WORLD
INT. BEDROOM - EARLY MORNING
All that is visible are the red numbers of a digital clock.
It's 4:59 AM. Like a heartbeat, time speeds and slows, moving
through a half hour in just a few seconds, then pausing.
INT. AIRPLANE - EVENING
Two business men in suits and name tags talk as they get to
their seats on an uncrowded modern passenger plane. The men
are ARMANDO DESOTO, a balding Hispanic man in his mid-to-late
forties, who speaks with a slight Spanish accent diluted by
years in America, and ED MEDINA, who appears to be about
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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