h a l f b a k e r yFaster than a stationary bullet.
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// The light does a very good job of making the office feel as though it is deep underground in some bunker, // |
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/The liftman was a small simian creature, dressed in the black tunic of an Epsilon-Minus Semi-Moron. |
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He flung open the gates. The warm glory of afternoon sunlight made him start and blink his eyes. "Oh, roof!" he repeated in a voice of rapture. He was as though suddenly and joyfully awakened from a dark annihilating stupor. "Roof!" |
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He smiled up with a kind of doggily expectant adoration into the faces of his passengers. Talking and laughing together, they stepped out into the light. The liftman looked after them. |
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"Roof?" he said once more, questioningly. |
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Then a bell rang, and from the ceiling of the lift a loud speaker began, very softly and yet very imperiously, to issue its commands. |
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"Go down," it said, "go down. Floor Eighteen. Go down, go down. Floor Eighteen. Go down, go
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The liftman slammed the gates, touched a button and instantly dropped back into the droning twilight of the well, the twilight of his own habitual stupor. / |
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//zombies that have destroyed civilization. |
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What civilisation? Please point at it for me. |
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