After running a few blocks, he ducked into a convenient McDonald's, ordered a #2, and set down to examine the laptop. The first thing he noticed on opening it was that it was on. There was a message flashing on the screen:
Out of sheer, dumb curiosity, he hit "Y."
The scene wavered around him. Suddenly he was in an enclosed room with Sharon and a bunch of robots.
The robots looked strange to him. Were they for cleaning, security or some thing else? Just then a voice sounded from the other side of the door.
"They're in here", yelled someone.
Sharon grabed Jim in fear, "Do something Jim!", She whimpered. Jim's eyes raced around the room. What could he do? His eyes caught something next to the door. It was a control panel of some sort. The panel beeped and bopped as the guards on the other side desparatly tried to punch in the long opening code.
"Why do these experiment rooms have to have such long codes damn it!" Jim heared one guard grumble through the door.
"Almost done", said another.
"No you don't!", grunted Jim as he nailed the other side of the panel with his fist. The panel was obviously not made for durablity and it smashed to pieces. "That should hold them for a bit.", said Jim. He quickly turned around and look at Sharon. The room was cold and she was shivering. The guards had removed most of her clothes earier and she was shivering in just a pair of panties. her nipples were very erect along with other things in the room.
"What are we going to do now?" she asked. Her voice was quiet and very childlike. "There has got to be tons of them, and I feel so tired. I think it's that injection that's doing it." She let herself fall to the floor.
"Maybe we don't have to fight them by ourselves", stated Jim. He ran to the robots he had seen earilier. They looked strange but maybe they had some kind of weapon system. Thinking of Sharon's comfort for a second he threw her his shirt. She put it on but her nipples were still quite visable throught the shirts thin fabric. The robots had only one command that Jim could find, JUICE. "That's right," thought Jim, "Juice those bastards!" Jim hit the button on one of the robots. Suddenly the robot spun around. One of its arms unfortunately hit Jim's left temple. He was out like a light.
The robot scanned the room for subjects. It targeted Sharon for MILKING!
Sharon was feeling kind of funny her vision was very blurry and she could not see what Jim was doing. Just then her chest began to feel strangely confined. she looked down to see that the material of her shirt had started to stretch. She gasped as her breast continued to be filled with, unknown to her, MILK.
Sharon screamed as Jim's shirt tore open under the stress. The robot moved closer to the tired and blind girl and...
The world wavered again. Jim found himself back in McDonald's, face down on the keyboard of the laptop. His left temple still throbbed where the robot had hit it. He looked at the screen. Beneath the message he had seen initially, there were two more lines:
CANC: WORKING... ACCESSING PREVIOUS EPISODE...
"Wow," Jim said, "my head must have hit the cancel button when that robot knocked me down." He frowned. "But was the laptop there, in that other reality? I sure didn't think it was. And how come I remember what happened to Sharon after I was unconscious? For that matter, how can I be accepting all this variant reality bullshit so blithely, without even doubting my sanity? And when did I start blithely using words like 'blithely', anyway?"
Thu Jan 11 14:57:45 2001