Terminations 497, Pt. 6 of 6. Adrenalin quickly coarsed through Susan and her eyes widened behind her goggles. Jack took a small step toward the edge of the pool and said, "Mr. Beck said I could do whatever is necessary to complete my assignment, and because you helped blow it so well earlier for me, I figured to get more reliable help on that regard. Liabilities have to be properly dealt with."
Susan very slowly moved away in the deep water, with a strategy of creating as much distance between them as possible while keeping him talking. She hoped then to have a chance at escaping the situation. "You underestimate me, Jack. We are still a team in his special class."
"Right! We are both here, and I will soon estimate you to be under . . . oh, ten or twelve feet -- twice the depth of a typical burial."
Veronica smiled at him and delivered a "thumbs
Terminations 497, Pt. 4 of 6. Judy's high dive took her deep under the water where she slowly and effortlessly let her body bob back up, while she savored the feeling of weightlessness. When she did not see Barbara, she thought that she was going to dunk her. However, little did she know that she was trapped and suffocating in a synthetic cell much further below, unable to warn her of the impending danger.
She dove under and swam deep and hoped to find her. Instead, she promptly and in surprise found Susan. Thinking her task would be easy, Susan quickly reached out and pushed her down. The girl expelled much of her air in a scream but offered much more resistance than anticipated, her eyes showing raw fear at the revelation of who "took" Barbara then.
Judy waved her arms and kicked frantically away with her short legs, but a foot struck Susan's Solulite gun and flooded her large mask m
Terminations 497, Pt. 3 of 6. The next day was only a little better for Susan, to begin with. At about 11:00am, Jack called her and indicated he had their equipment for their assignment ready and that he was ready to proceed. She did not feel ready but went along with him anyway, not wanting to get him disappointed or get docked a percentage point from her grade by a bad or "lazy" aptitude. At least, she had to act professional.
She heard his land module hum outside her room window nearly thirty minutes later. She had just finished writing Joshua a letter of reconciliation about last night. There was no knowing how he would react to it, but she just could not stand any feelings of guilt lingering in her mind for long. After slipping it in an envelope, she quietly left the room.
Jack was a little impatient when she climbed into the module and slid the door shut. "It's
Terminations 497, Pt. 2 of 6. It was a little before 8:00pm, with the natatorium open for another hour. Susan made the place her next destination, getting into the women's locker room by then. From her bag, she removed and donned a light-green one-piece swimsuit and a white swim cap before getting her clothes and other things safely in one of the nearby lockers. After looking in the mirror to make sure all her blond hair was within the smooth protective cap, she entered the main pool area.
The place was not very crowded for its large size. After all, it was final exam week, with most students having strict academic priorities. As she casually walked to the shallow end of the pool, she did not draw much attention from others. The more athletic had their regimented routines anyway. Her face drew more attention to others than her body. It was about equally as pretty without her glasses, as she had the at
Terminations 497, Pt. 1 of 6. It was evening, and the small class of select university students were anxiously waiting for the professor to give his last address and final instructions to them for the semester. After passing the long difficult coarse, they would "gloriously" graduate and attempt to take on the burdens and demands of their competitive world -- the world of the late 21st century. They were under the most pressure now because they were about to be given their most challenging assignment -- that of committing an assassination.
Their lecturer, Mr. Calvin Beck, entered a side entrance to the classroom. He was a tall, slender vampiry-looking man in his mid-40s with a high forehead due to a receding hairline. He was not fragile however, wiry, and his formal attire made him actually look very distinguished and authoritarian, rather intimidating. Accordingly, he was insensitive and taciturn, not really trusting