"In world news, Former President Ava Williams has invoked the Arabian Concord." Bill Monroe glared into the camera. "No doubt she is hiding from her role in the Island debacle. Joining me today is Mark Abel, CEO of PoliCorp, and the front runner to replace Ms. Williams. Mark, what is your take on this? Is she running away?"
Polit Janes felt sluggish in the human network. The data was a vast ocean of wet cement. Each byte was indistinguishable from the next. The most useless bits coated the surface.
How long had he been out? Laal shook his head and regretted it. His throat swelled and throbbed. He screamed, but the noise that escaped was a mere imitation of his voice.
Warren vomited. Submarines were far worse than airplanes, he decided. They informed him that this one was luxurious compared to the NAU subs. Let's not find out.
Warren fired off a final message and hurried from the server room. He rushed through the halls to the Major’s office. His assistant stopped him.