Rise of the Poison Moon

by MaryJanice Davidson

  : Are the authorities here yet?

  LOXOS: Probably. What does that matter?

  : Because escape will be so much more impressive if I’m blowing past not just your vaunted private security guards but a couple of actual police officers as well.

  LOXOS: It’s more than a couple. Honestly, , it’s over. What do you—what do you think you’re doing?!

  [Snapping sounds.]

  : I think I’m rescuing my friend from a lobotomy factory. And if I don’t find her one hundred percent intact, I think I’m contemplating my first murder.

  [Crackling noises.]

  LOXOS: Oh, . Nurse!

  [Struggling noises.]

  LOXOS: . Officers! Officers!

  [Shrieking, followed by gurgling, followed by crashing.]

  : Let’s go find her, shall we?

  [Recording ends.]