Edit: Erm, I guess that I missed the clock.
Meanwhile, in an alternate dimension untouched by Griff...
Just outside the 23rd floor, smoothmoniker fastened his belt. Then, in part because his arms were flailing and in part because he was expelling the pressured air from his lungs in a skyward direction, but mostly because of gravity, smoothmoniker descended very rapidly.
Near the 22nd story, our smooth super hero's left arm contracted very rapidly. Smoothmoniker swayed to and fro for a moment, but quickly stabilized, dangling from an arm in a long black sleeve. The arm was, of course, attached to a woman who clung to a silver string with the other hand.
In the shadow of a large black helicopter, the woman's wolfish eyes narrowed sharply.
Last edited by Torrere; 03-28-2004 at 08:35 PM.
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