Ms Firnley
is outraged at Beech's remarks. “What do you mean, not an option?
You can't just ship them all off to special needs you know?”
Beech
glowers as he replies. “It may have escaped your attention, but
something has harnessed the collective power of these children's
minds to attempt something we do not yet understand. Believe me when
I tell you that you do not want it to succeed. That it must be
stopped, no matter what the cost.”
Before she
can reply, Fox places a hand on her arm. “We'll do our best to
look after the children,” she tells her. “We just need to
discuss the options. Why don't you have a look at the video they
saw, then you can tell us what you think.”
“That
sounds reasonable,” Ms Firnley replies. As the video begins to
play she is aware of the two of them whispering, but her attention is
drawn into the cartoon. “Oh this is rather good!” she declares.
Moments
later, Ms Firnley is aware that she is reaching for a pencil, though
she is unsure why. Not long after, her world goes dark.
