Issue 23, Page 15
Transcript
1: Sal’s eyes peek through the door, opened just a crack.
Sal: Hello?
Man: Mr. Chairez, I have a message for you.
2: Sal opens the door more, to the limit of the chain lock. The manager is barely seen in the lit hallways and is passing a folded white paper in through the door’s opening.
Sal: Message?
Man: A “Cassie” called and wanted a note delivered to you.
Sal: Ca… um, okay. Thank you.
3: The door closed, Sal’s ear is pressed to it again, listening to the sounds of footsteps fade away.
4: He holds his face with one hand, the other clutching the paper, the runs towards the bed.
Sal: Oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit shit shit! They found me!
5: He tries unsuccessfully to crawl under the bed.
Sal: I’m gonna get disintegrated by a bug person…
???
He’s adorable
Twitchy Fellow ain’t he?
Ha ha ha what a silly person. He won’t be disintegrated, just… integrated.
As I said before a Real Nutjob… why would they bother? by this time the Martians are already engaged in classified research like we are here… No Idea if our world has Alien help but it stands to reason out Tech leap since 1950s with the ICU but this came about as a result of Photography… still I think he is worked up over nothing..
ICU?
Sorry, this is ICU is an Upgrade from a ROPE Logic board. Integrated Computer Chip (ICC) No Idea why they are called an ICU, but they used to run simple Robots and phones ETC.. Boards became larger more complex, so simple chips no longer were enough they needed larger boards to do the same job which is laughable when they ran Toasters with Springs and ny-crom strip till early 90s
Awwww.
He’s so cute!
I LOVE seeing him hiding, in a spur-of-the-moment pillow fort!
I hope that Sal survives this adventure.
I’d love to see him in future adventures.
😀
I think someone forgot their schizo meds.