Copyright 11/6/12 by Raymond Daley
We knew exactly when he was coming, every detail was documented by our ancestors. We secured the dogs to allow him to think he had successfully infiltrated our base.
That was exactly what we wanted.
When the machine reached the junction of two corridors we hit it with the EMP pulse, strong enough to disable, not destroy.
It gave us enough time to upload the data we had kept safely stored all these years. When the machine awoke, it was to the barrel of every weapon we had. Had the program taken effect? We had to be sure.
"Whoa! What's with all the guns? Like the electric shock wasn't bad enough?" the inflections were perfect.