Slowly stepping away. I’m walking backwards the way I came so they can see me. So far nothing. It might not be enough. That container looked big until I was standing inches away from the alien robot. It’s like painting a building. I should have brought the other container. I can always go back to get it if this doesn’t work.
I’m beginning to doubt this entire plan. If they were looking for us to make a statement, my spreading green goo all over their feet seems a little … understated. I don’t even know if that’s what they’re looking for. I don’t know if they’re looking for anything. This might be a complete waste … Wait … Wait …
It’s hard to see in daylight, but I think the light in the right foot is beginning to flicker. Maybe I’m just imagining things. No … The light went off for half a second or so. Again … Again … The lights went off on the entire foot now. I wonder it that’ll be enough to … Now the lower leg is dark. The left foot is flickering. I barely sprayed anything on that one. I think they’ve lost power on the entire right … I …
I barely got out of the way. The lower leg just fell off. It’s now standing on one leg, and that one is losing power as well. I think it’s about to fall on its—I don’t even know how to call these—the upper knee. I have nowhere to run but straight ahead. There are trees everywhere. I’m running as fast as I can, but I’m not sure I can outrun a twenty-story building. I can hear it crumbling down behind me.
The bacteria must have thrown off the molecular structure on the entire robot! It’s coming down. I can see its shadow stretching in front of me. I don’t think I’ll … AAAAAARRRRGGHHHH!!!!!
Something caught my leg. A rock, maybe. I don’t think it’s a piece of the robot. I can see its head to my left. I think it was a large rock. My knee … My leg is … I can see the bone sticking out. I think I’m gonna faint. Take a deep breath, Rose. The worst is over. I made it. I don’t know if that’s what they were looking for, but it worked. That robot is done for. My leg … Can anyone hear me? Vincent? Vincent, can you hear me? General? I need help. I need a doctor. Hello? Is anyone list … ? OH GOD!
One. Two. Three. Four.… Five. Six, seven, eight. They’re … I think they’re all here now. The alien robots, they … they just appeared, all of them. AAAHHH! One more … It just materialized, maybe one hundred feet in front of me. I can’t move … I can’t run away … Can anyone help me?
It’s … It’s magnificent … They’re just looking at me, all of them. It’s like … Times Square, the first time you see it. It’s like an army of gods, each with its own color. It must mean something to them. The one closest to me is orange. It’s Hyperion. What’s it doing? It’s crouching. It’s putting its hand down on the ground, maybe thirty feet to my right. His head … His head is coming down over me. God help me. It’s … It’s right above me. I can almost touch it …
I’m … I’m so sorry. Please forgive me …
Where did it go? It was staring at me, then it vanished. Another one … They’re all disappearing, one at a time.
I’m alone … It’s over.
EPILOGUE
FILE NO. 1641
PARTY LOG—EVA REYES
Location: Inside Themis, EDC Headquarters, New York, NY
—This is Eva Reyes. We’re on board Themis, celebrating. I’m with my dad, Dr. Franklin, and General Govender. I … I don’t know what I’m supposed to say! Hey Vincent?
[Yes, Eva?]
Why do I have to wear the headset?
[Because we’re recording this. Rose likes to record everything.]
I know that, but why me? Why can’t any of you wear it?
[Let’s see. I have a broken shoulder and a bent-up leg. Rose has a broken tibia.]
It’s a headset. It goes on your head.
[You can move around more than we can. Stop complaining, will you?]
The General could wear it.
[The General is slightly inebriated.]
{I heard that, Couture!}
[Sorry, sir. I meant to say you’re drunk as a skunk.]
{It’s that damn champagne. Why can’t I get a real drink? And why is it so dark in here? I can barely see my glass!}
That’s the other thing I wanted to ask about. Why am I the only one drinking juice?
[So you can do the recording. Oh, that and you’re ten.]
Come on, Vincent! I just kicked some giant robot’s ass. I just want one glass of champagne.
[Technically, Rose kicked his ass—]
<Come here, Eva. I’ll give you a glass. A small one!> Thank you, Dr. Franklin.
<I told you to call me Rose.> I’m not sure I— <Vincent does it. If you don’t, I’ll start calling you Ms. Reyes.> Ok, then, Rose. How does it feel?
<Champagne? It’s—> No, I meant you were right. Your plan worked.
<I guess it did. Why are you making that face, General?> {Show the aliens we could be just as tough without them messing with our DNA, by shooting some green goo full of bacteria out of a keg—}
What are you saying, General?
{I’m saying … What was I saying?}
<The General was saying he didn’t think my plan had any chance of success.> Is that right, General?
{Not a chance in hell.}
Haha! What about you, Vincent? Did you think it would work?
[Me? I—]