Amy sat at her desk, her usually neat hair looking quite ragged, falling here and there about her shoulders. There was no more alcohol in her laboratory, and the main computer had barred her from being able to sign in. With a sigh, she thought about the past few days. She had assassinated her former bosses for falsifying information that would lead her planet to destruction, but it was only a matter of time before she would know for sure if she did it soon enough. The flickering, fading lights complimented the bleak static coming from the radio. The entire world was at a stand still.










