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Benjamin Chandler

Sean King

English

"It's the machine again, ma'am". A midnight thunderstorm raged outside the tower, silhouetted against the cavernous sky black as the Reaper's cloak, interrupted only by searing cracks of hot blue lightning - the skies boomed at the drowning earth. Her stiletto heel scraped stone.

She told herself that there was no way the sound of her shoe could be heard over the din of the storm, yet... "You're not trying to leave now, are you ma'am?" said Dr. Zino. "The machine is almost complete." "Why do you keep calling my 1994 Acura Integra 'the machine'?" she said.

The Doctor smiled and said “The Integra has become integral to our grand design. Where it used to grip asphalt, it will now grab the fabric of spacetime. Where it used to shift gears, it will now shift reality. Also, I replaced the cigarette lighter with a USB port.”

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