Marilyn stared at the screen, barely breathing through her disbelief. The results couldn't be real. There must be an error in the program. Some glitch, some code out of place. This could not be happening. This could not be true.
In a panic, she printed the readings and scrambled to her director's office. Halfway there she realized she had no shoes, and she hesitated for a moment before continuing in just her socks to his door. The world was about to end, she thought with a laugh. Did she really need her shoes?
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