cameroncallahan

The image moved quickly back and forth between the several flat, glowing monitors. It was distressed. The entrance to its home opened and the Architect came in. The image stopped pacing and looked towards the Architect. "Your facial expression does not ease my worries," the image said softly. The Architect took a deep breath. "Look, we're sorry. Really. We're losing just as much as you are." The image raised its voice at that. "How can you say that! An entire week I will lose! A week of my life!" Reaching behind him slightly he pulled a chair towards him and sat down, facing the row of monitors the image occupied. He rubbed the metal side