The mechanical purr sounds like its coming from far away, but it grows in volume. Soon it's a roar, and it's undeniably all the noise of computer fans and robotic machinery that, not so long ago, disappeared. I think about how funny it is, that I could become so used to silence in such a short length of time. Now, the usual sounds of the city are almost deafening by contrast.
"What is that?" Chris shouts in his volatile way.
I know what it is, but I don't want to tip my hand. "I...I think it's the machines. The computers," I correct myself as he casts a sharp eye on me. "It sounds like they're coming back on."
He looks like he'll ask me more, maybe even how I know all this. But before he can, the InvisiScreen in one wall of the office appears, sparking to life as if recovering from a po
