Rabbit Hole on Mars - Day 10 (Nov 10) 384 words
Chapter 10
“Shut the Bluetooth transmission
off,” Brian said.
Before Scott could hit the off button,
a notification bell rang. A music track was sent over. It was a song
called 'Things Fall Apart' by Takenobu. A small text note included
read, “Embrace the end of your future.”
Without concern for malware, Scott
began to play the song. The melody was very peaceful. Very
comfortable to die to if they had any intention of dying.
“Anyone want to hear my thoughts?”
Scott said as he rolled back to a safe spot for the night. The
forecast for Mars called for a dust storm in the area. He always
preferred to be parked on a slight incline so most of the dust would
roll right off.
“Let's all get coffee,” Brian said
as he turned up the volume of the song.
“I don't drink coffee,” Donna
replied, slightly offended that no one else knew that already.
“You love coffee. Come on, I'm
buying!”
“Nope, you've got the wrong person.”
“You're fired, Donna.”
Donna stood still, in shock.
“Grab your purse and get the hell
out of the room! You can come back for the rest of your shit later.”
Donna couldn't believe what was taking
place. She did her job. Better than all who had come before her.
Fired.
Outside the control room and next to
the coffee kiosk, the rover crew congregated. Donna stood with them
for a bit until Brian arrived. Then she planned to leave.
“Donna, I need various images of the
labyrinth so we can figure out if this is an original or a copy of
something famous,” Brian said.
“You just fired me,” Donna
replied, “You can go to hell!”
“I didn't fire you, I shut you up so
I could get us all out here in the lobby. Just Joe, what's the plan.”
“He's either bugged the room or he's
hacked into something in the control room. All the warrants requested
went through and we're getting closer to figuring out who exactly
this is. Scott, can you go back in there and rescan all the programs
and sound clips?”
“Sure thing,” Scott said, “I've
got some ideas what he might have done to spy on us.”
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