The computer screen flashed for a second, but then came back on with the frantic rapp of Logan's wrist. He watched the image in horror as a dark-haired woman moved with a digital slowness into an office and saluted to the blonde sitting behind the desk. He knew it was Max, he just couldn't believe it. Why would she be saluting a member of Manticore authority? He watched her standing there with a mixture of love and nausea, kind of like the dire need to throw up. After a little while, Max marched soldier-like out of the room, while the other woman sat down at her desk and started to laugh into her cup of coffee. Logan didn't understand what was so funny, unless it was the fact that she had somehow managed to brainwash the woman he loved.
Logan dragged his focus away from that window and turned his attention to his other two computer screens. The digital image of Max had just picked up a rifle and walked outside to stand guard over a group of about twenty seven year olds who were dragging boulders twice their size from one side of the yard to the other. It reminded Logan in a sick way of what the Nazis way back during the Second World War used to make their Jewish prisoners do. Logan quickly turned away in disgust. He couldn't believe Max would ever allow something like that to take place, yet she was, and without a second thought. He quickly turned off his computer screens before he was forced to do something irreparable to them.
"Hey, Boo," Original Cindy said from behind him, "I heard you muttered something terribly religious. What's the matter?"
"Press the button on that last computer screen," Logan sighed, not even glancing at her. He heard a faint electronic whirr, followed by a sharp gasp from Cindy.
"What the f**k?! That's Max, but she ain't one to let somethin' like that go on about her. What the h#ll is going on Logan?"
"They've brainwashed her, Cindy. It's quite obvious. Those b@stards went and f**king brainwashed my beautiful angel," Logan said, barely whispering the last part.
"What are you gonna do about it?"
"The only thing I can do. I'm going to get her out."
"And how exactly do you plan to do that when they're so tough they got little babies movin' their rocks?"
"I'm going to beat them at their own game, the only way I know how."
"Which is...."
"Have you ever heard of Eyes Only?"
Logan dragged his focus away from that window and turned his attention to his other two computer screens. The digital image of Max had just picked up a rifle and walked outside to stand guard over a group of about twenty seven year olds who were dragging boulders twice their size from one side of the yard to the other. It reminded Logan in a sick way of what the Nazis way back during the Second World War used to make their Jewish prisoners do. Logan quickly turned away in disgust. He couldn't believe Max would ever allow something like that to take place, yet she was, and without a second thought. He quickly turned off his computer screens before he was forced to do something irreparable to them.
"Hey, Boo," Original Cindy said from behind him, "I heard you muttered something terribly religious. What's the matter?"
"Press the button on that last computer screen," Logan sighed, not even glancing at her. He heard a faint electronic whirr, followed by a sharp gasp from Cindy.
"What the f**k?! That's Max, but she ain't one to let somethin' like that go on about her. What the h#ll is going on Logan?"
"They've brainwashed her, Cindy. It's quite obvious. Those b@stards went and f**king brainwashed my beautiful angel," Logan said, barely whispering the last part.
"What are you gonna do about it?"
"The only thing I can do. I'm going to get her out."
"And how exactly do you plan to do that when they're so tough they got little babies movin' their rocks?"
"I'm going to beat them at their own game, the only way I know how."
"Which is...."
"Have you ever heard of Eyes Only?"