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Storm Brewing – (Chapter: ch 23)
We all gathered into the main command deck at this long table. Spencer sitting next to me on my right with Carmen on my left and Sean and Aiden in front of us, there was a lot papers scattered around the table with numbers and a lot of mumbo jumbo I’m sure I could figure out with time but as of the moment it was all a mystery.
“What do we do now?” Spencer asked trying to focus on anything but the door in which I’m sure she wanted to run out and down to her father. I was itching to get down there as well but knew we had to listen to them so I just took her hand and squeezed.
Sean smiled glad that things were looking up and that finally this machine whose held so many lives captive was going to be shut down, “Now we send you back in.”
“That’s it. She just goes in and shuts it down?”
“Not exactly Ashley. We’re going to send you in disguised so the computer doesn’t figure out that you are…well you.”
“Huh?”
Carmen stood up placing her hand on the table staring directly at the two of us, “You’re going back in as Ashley than you’re going to go to the bank and disable the program.”
Spencer sat back, “Why the bank?”
“It’s got security due to all the money. The power panel is located in the vault behind the fifth deposit box on the lower left hand corner.”
“That’s….that’s my grandma’s box,”
Why would the power panel be behind my grandmother’s box? Was she involved?
“Your grandmother was among several of the first evacuated from the program. She was also one of the weaker ones.” I stood up ready to pounce on him since my grandmother was nowhere near weak she was the strongest woman I knew. Spencer caught my upper arm shaking her head no than motioned for him to continue, “She wanted her programmed life back and tried to go in. The computer read her mind as soon as she was inside and realized she wanted back but the AI had already incorporated her death into the lives of its residence. She could no longer exist so it killed her off. What better way to hide the panel of its life than behind the deposit box that in her will stated that it’s not to be open for a hundred years.”
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